Looking back in time, I realized she waited for no one but was at everyone's service. She presented herself both to the foolish and the wise, the hardworking and the lazy, the successful and the failure, the rich and the poor. She is innocent of any accusation, not partisan and always prompt!
A subtle reflection over the years gone by always flushes our memories with both times of laughter and pain. Right from our teenage years we look forward to a day we would be free of parental control. Especially for the male children who perhaps would love a kind of hairstyle but their parents will stick to that which he detest the most, we just want to grow up fast and escape such controls. As a kid I admired some certain kind of adult hairstyles but I know I dare not do such haircuts except I want to see my mum's fury and a straight return back to the barber shop. (lols). As for the girls, theirs even so worse, especially when it comes to mum buying clothes for them. It is war! Everyone of us looks forward to that legal age we are declared adults. We believe we've got everything figured out!
In a matter of time, done and dusted with quantitative reasoning and qualitative English in primary school, we are so excited and full of vigour, ready to bust into the next phase of our educational development. Our sight is set to what we've heard about being in a secondary school but what we were never told was the challenges that came with it. As usual, our parents decides which of the secondary schools they believe suits them for the next phase of our educational development, this is where my alma mata story comes in. I started as a day student but somehow someway I found myself in Command Secondary School Ibadan (CSSI) Bode -Igbo, Apata, Ibadan in SS1. Such a fine school enough to make your heart rate beat faster that moment when you are about some meters away from the school gate for resumption after holiday. That's just a tip of the iceberg, my experience in CSSI is a story for another day.
After about two decades I finished from CSSI, House No.9 came calling. That alone aroused an age-long memory buried deep down within me I never wanted to dig up again. Nevertheless, the alarm had been sounded and am left with no choice than to heed the call. I looked forward to it, too so many things at House No.9 in Abuja. I had scores to settle. I wanted answers and concrete explanations to some actions undertaken by some 'harsh' seniors way back then. (lols). It was an opportunity I wasn't ready to let go off easily.
How wrong I was, the atmosphere was set up to foster love by the organizing committee, it was just amazing! The hospitality was top notch, I dub my hat for them, not just them but the seniors I had planned to confront too. All my grudges dissolved like sugar in a cup of water as they made me laugh my head off. I met with those from the 87set, 94set, 95set, 97set, 99set, 2000set. The height of it all was when we all stood up to sing our school anthem, it was quite emotional for me, it took me back to my roots, how we would line up on the parade ground, house by house and class by class as we recited it. That was what connected us, senior or junior, we all knew the song and always had to sing it in unison.
I have a new family now and we have so many stories to tell. Our story built on love, support for one another and most importantly the continued survival of CSSI despite the numerous challenges she is facing right now through our little financial commitments. Thank House No.9, Looking forward to a wonderful time like this come 2018.
What was your school reunion like? Do you look forward to one?
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