The Tears That Took Time ( T5 )

The Beginning

18th July 2014......

OMG!!!!

Its my POP (POP means Passing Out Parade - it's a graduation from a military school) .... Finally....
I've spent 6 years of my life in this prison I call a school. 6 whole years of my life... I know... You're probably like yea!! yippie!! It happens!! Move on!!..
But let me give you a little introduction to what my secondary school (that's high school to you..) was like .....

6 years ago to 18th July, 2014.....
(In summary of course)...

I got admission into a military boarding school. Let's just say I always wanted an escape and Air Force seemed to be the best option... I knew what to expect from a military boarding school and at the age of 10 I was ready to write a new chapter of my life...

What I never expected was the bullying and abuse that came with the whole package.... All in the name of seniority.

My secondary school life had lots of dark clouds that it became hard to see the silver lining in it..... But I could still pick them out ... My dark clouds consisted of falling in love and being punished, picked on and betrayed... All for it , being snitched on cause of it , being ignored by and for it , fracturing my wrist , my shoulder , bleeding my knuckles , the inhumane slaps ..... I could go on...

But my silver lining..only two things fitted into this category... Music and Handball !!!! Lol..... Really.... Dunno what I would have done without them.... Handball became my escape from my escape ( yay!! I said that).. And music.... Music simply became my breath. If there's ever a way to live without it, Don't think I'll ever find out.Music is simply my lifeline... And as much as I'm gonna miss it here , I've got to leave this place. So.... Now you understand why I'm so happy....

Back to ....18th July 2014...

Its my POP .... Finally...

Normal secondary schools probably have a Hall where the graduating class comes in wearing their best attires with their graduation gowns and hats... All the normal stuff take place and finally its over. You whip off your hats and BAM!!! You're done!!

For us in Air Force military schools its not as easy as that... We have what we call POP ( Passing Out Parade ) . Our attires???? Let's just say everyone wears a uniform still. Navy blue tailored pant suit complete with its matching suit jacket, sky blue long sleeved packet shirts and navy blue ties .... Cool right?? Did I mention that this outfit is also for the ladies? Guess I just did.. Wait for it.... Ladies are so checked. Make-up is like minimal or nothing and your hair must be in braids and packed up. Guys are in this serious shoes and ladies in heels ( your legs, your comfort, your pain.. ahhhh ahhhh )

The uniform is actually beautiful until you remember that you're gonna be under the sun for a while eee.

The graduating class is always trained prior to this day for this day. It's like the highlight of the day. We are divided into squads in pairs of threes and each squad had about 12- 15 pairs. These squads are maintained by squad commanders ( N/B: every commander is part of the graduating class) . The squad commanders report to the parade commander who's like the general leader of the whole class.
Think of it like this... The whole class is a car, the squad leaders are the engine and the parade commander is the steering wheel .

That day was tearful but as much as I tried, I couldn't shed a single tear. Maybe it's the joy of leaving, maybe it's the ecstasy of a new start.. 6 years .. Wow.. Its time to look forward, think of university and relationships, career and life, decisions to be made... I hope to do it right this time.... Or at the very least try.... And this time around, try my very best. There's no reason or time to hold back.

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