Life Lessons from the trenches: Boarding School 102

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The worst thing I hated about being in boarding school was that every minute of your day was planned out. I hate strict schedules and till this day, I have never been able to abide by any strict schedule that planned out my day. By JSS 3, I had started forfeiting Sunday morning breakfast because that was the only time I could sleep in if I wanted but it was at the cost of missing breakfast. We had set times in the day when we could fetch water to bath. It was after siesta either before afternoon prep or after afternoon prep before dinner. If you missed those times, then you were on your own o. What most people did was to go dorm to dorm begging people for a scoop of water from their buckets or wake up early before lights on and steal someone's bucket of water to bath.

It got to a point that some girls would leave their dirty underwear in their bucket of water to deter someone from stealing it, but believe me when I tell you that that didn't always work. It was mostly seniors that were bold enough to be stealing people's whole buckets of water like that. The rest of us, stole scoops after lights out or during dinner, or begged to share someone's bucket with them in the morning. Whenever I think of sharing water with someone, I always used to share with this chic who we went to the same primary school. She was very small, so the two of us could share a bucket of water comfortably. Whenever I ended up without water, I would run to her dorm to go ask if I could share with her and she always said yes. Sadly she passed away right after I left Nigeria from appendicitis which I'm guessing ruptured. Mschew. I was so sad. She was just too nice. Smallie. It's hard to believe she actually died.

To be continued