Life Through A Teenagers Eyes

Life Through A Teenagers Eyes..... Sneak Peak

Introduction
My name is Moalusi Mothabeleng Mphafudi, 🇧orn 2000 on the sixth of August. I am the first of three children, I was born into a God fearing family ,very intelligent parents 🇲ark Mashabela Mphafudi plant engineer at Uniliver and Mapula Eneah Mphafudi sales woman at Siemens. I am a student at Halfway House Primary school  and I write poems and speeches for my English teacher, Zowe Thipe Kgotatso Mphafudi also a student at Halfway House Primary school he likes playing and loves laughing a lot, Puno Vhonaka Mphafudi a young creché scholar at little ones at my mothers work place Siemens. I started reading my first books in grade 5 at a school in Johannesburg called Springfield Preparatory school, I sang in a choir for Mr.Ophelay in grade 6 and I left the school for Halfway House Primary school. I went to HHP before in 2010 grade 2 but I could not understand or speak English at all I was taken back to grade 1 to learn English and I got a hang of it before I left the school I was fluent in English I was young and energetic and I wanted to leave the school because children laughed at my English. I told my parents I wanted to go to a school called Northern Academy in Limpopo, where I learned for two year and went back to Johannesburg ,when I went back I was a normal school  boy like other kids

Chapter 1

Life with education as your wing man

‘success is a lousy teacher. It seduces Smart people in to thinking they can’t loose. It’s fine to celebrate success but it is more important to need the lessons of failure’

Bill gates

I woke up on a Monday morning for the first time I was happy on a Monday. I had all my things ready for my new grade, grade 6.I heard from my parents that school will make you realize and discover what you want to do, instead it gets you to rediscover other peoples findings. I saw people hiding behind their books thinking they won’t the key it is just 12 years of listening to what someone already discovered, if parents want us kids to concentrate in school they should confront the governments around the world, that we should get new things to learn about so we ourselves as kids can rediscover what hasn’t been discovered there is a lot that hasn’t been discovered such as why do all living species  have different  mentalities(moving in different directions or having different ways to fight off predators ) I am not saying we should leave the world behind with it’s past discoveries. I am saying we should pack our young restless bones, minds and put it on our books and still be out there to rediscover the undiscovered.

We as teenagers should be left alone to make our mistakes so we could learn from them, but parents think when we make mistakes its because we hate school and like breaking rules, it’s not in our minds that we are breaking and doing things we are not supposed to do. Our parents ancestors and their ancestors, ancestors had no time to look at school they only thought about breaking rules. Why? Because rules are meant to be broken, my parents raised me to be a good boy, intelligent, brave and an honest young man ,but I almost failed my parents, I stood on my two feet and dusted my self clean. I gave my self courage by being focused on my life and what  I felt never stood in my way, I lived my life like there was no tomorrow. I always liked reading a book or two but some people would think I was turning into a nerd but to me reading was the key to success. My parents we’re ways strict if you did something wrong, even if you love doing that thing. I have a lot of opportunities but I don’t like using them. When I went to HHP I wrote a speech like story, it went like this

In life there are doors and all the doors are opened by opportunities and the decisions we take in our lives. If you thought you opened life’s doors with a 21St birthday key, you are darn wrong and doors are opened by anyone who cares ,loves, and thinks about opening doors. I could open a door if I wanted to but my life is too small to carry so many lessons in my head to open doors of life, but if you believe that you can carry as many keys as you can you can do it, in a way this can be a distraction to your education, work, behavior and the kind of respect you have towards a lot of things in your life. Doors are like goals but the difference between doors and goals is that doors are in some way an emotional action and physical, but goals are things you want to reach emotional, mentally and physically

What I am trying to say in that speech is that I could’ve reached any goal that I want to reach and opened any door that I wanted to open in my childhood, now I am on my teen stage so doors at the teen stage are really hard to open because you are going through puberty and you have emotional break downs and problems to open doors. Goals are lovely ,daily thing you can reach a goal anytime, what I never understood is why parent would get angry or be strict for what we do while when they where young they did worse, and I know that every parent would say to their children tat ‘’I don’t want you to do what I did when I was young.‘’ and another answer a parent would tell they children and think they would believe is ‘’we never done bad things in our childhood, we always wanted to make our parents proud. ‘’ I understand if our parents want us to be the next Bill Gates, Albert Einstein or even the great Warren  Buffet  or be greater than they are, but they also failed at something at one point they should just let us work hard and strive they way we see is good for us.

Once in my life I thought love is just a man-made feeling, just because a person could tell another person they love them whilst they telling they lovers best friend the same thing. Unlike a human you will feel stupid, don’t let that get to your head  that a person that was only loved by they’re parents think they love you. I put my blood, energy and sweat into trying to make my parents proud, trying to be the best that I can be but what we get in repay is nothing but comparison to people who defy they’re parents.