You have chicken pox the health center nurse said to me.” I know that already”, I thought because i have had this fever and red spots developing all over my body for the past few days. Its been hell… i could hardly keep up with the daily activities of school these past days and the seniors girls were on my neck to do this and that. ” You know u have to go home right? I will sign your papers tomorrow so go call ur to come see me tomorrow and ur parents to come get u”.
I snapped out of it and slowly my weak mind processed what shes just said… Im going home. Yay! Im going home! I get to have my mum cook me food and take care of me well instead of slumming it in this diseased health center with these unfriendly uncaring nurses i thought. I told the nurse i’d get my guardian and parents tomorrow and stood up to leave. I staggered back and my vision blurred for a second. My God… i was really sick i thought. I heard the bell for lunch down the path and i knew id never make it all the way down to the dining in time. I stared back at the nurse who was paying me no mind and begged to lay for a while. Grudgingly she agreed to let me stay till it was time for evening food. I was ecstatic and slept off as soon as my head touched the pillow.
Federal boarding school was hell on earth. I mean one cant actually understand the amount of brutality and callousness kids go through in there if they hadnt experienced it themselves. I rem crying everyday for a week in my js1 till i got sick and had to go home. I didnt get it, the wickedness, the bells, the punishment, the mean teachers, the tasteless food… etc. i begged my parents to never send me back but they sent me back and told me to take it like a strong girl i am. Well, its my js3 and i still feel exactly the same way i felt two years ago. Nothing has changed and if any its gotten worse. The seniors were all kinds of brutal that some times i wondered why? Seroiusly why would twenty people gang up on one person and beat her up just because she refused to wash your own plate? Or maybe she didnt have time to copy your own notes or wash ur plates?
The prefects were on a different level of Jezebel… Mmeyene Etukudo. Damn that girl… Oh so fine and tall. She had the super model beatuy, hands down the prettiest girl i had ever seen in the school. She was pretty smart too… the whole package, but she was the meanest. I never saw her smile. Never! She could beat the whole dormitory with her bare hands if she wanted to. Mmeyene rang the bell… oh u better be running. She was brutal, doesnt matter if u were a relation or friend of hers… she’d beat and punish u just the same as other random junior students. My mates and i always wondered what made her so cold? Behind her back, and i mean way way behind… we called her “ice queen”.
The nurse woke me from my deep sleep. I woke up feeling so weak and itchy. I could barely walk and see straight but, i knew i couldnt spend anymore time there so i left. It was a straight path to my dorm past the classrooms, i prayed i make it back in one piece. “That girl!”, “red house girl!”… Someone from the senior classroom was calling me… reluctantly i turned and walked towards the voice. I looked up as i approached and it was none other than Mmeyene Etukudo. I felt my heart jump and I got nauseated.
She had the cold look on her face and i prayed to God to be with me.” Follow me”, she said. I followed. We entered her class and she walked to her seat and i followed. She brought out her chemistry and biology text books, then the note books too and dumped it on the nearby desk.” I need u to carry these and follow me to my dorm”. Her dorm! Her dorm? A js3 walking into the lions den (ss3 dorm) is asking for a death sentence. You are going to scrub or sweep their dorm, fetch water, wash plates and clothes, make beds, clean toilets.. etc! I just couldnt do it. The books were so heavy i could not even lift them all.
I knew i had to say something if i wanted to see my mum tomorrow.” Snr im very sick, i have chicken pox and im very….” I shut up immediately because the ice queen tunred gave me a slap, and barked “so what? are u talking to me? now carry those books and follow me u idiot!”. Tears rolling down i complied. The chemisty textbook(Ababio) fell… I bent to pick it and i got dizzy and fell down. Before i could gather my thoughts and strenght to get up, i felt this heavy kick on my rib cage. I screamed! Oh im so dead today i thought…