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If life was always as planned there wouldn't be any story to write about other than some boring testimony of achievement. Hi everyone in the Steem house my name is @davidalfred I am here to share a tearful story of mine with everyone here.

We all have excruciating stories to tell likewise an exciting one, it happens to all and this happening is an invisible teacher capable of teaching any student, a teacher that teaches with full intention to see improvement from it's student disregarding the fact that students are limited to life when attending the life threatening class. Guess the name of this teacher, "EXPERIENCE."
Experience is the best teacher they say, but the only way to affirm to this is by experience. Yeah, but only when you survive the stormy class can you say, "I have heard and have seen and thus understand and believe that - experience is the best teacher."

It was a day to forget for @davidalfred, while still on my training at Orbits DigiTech Business World. It happened that carelessness invited a well tested and trusted teacher to teach me a lesson of my life. A day to forget I say, but how can I forget such a traumatic experience which has found refuge in my mind. Down to the story.

It happened on a Saturday afternoon when my Boss warned me not to use the top printing sector of our printing machine - Konica Minolta.
I was trying to use the top printing sector of our printing machine to do photocopy for a customer. That wasn't my first time of using that particular printing sector, I have used this sector twice before that day. But my Boss was not aware, poor me I thought I could use it this day that Boss is around, unfortunately for me the process didn't go as planned, the paper had jammed in the inner part of the machine and Boss came for my rescue. He warned me not to make use of the top sector instead I should use the other sector which was the one he personally taught me how to use. He said - "Don't use this side of the machine until I teach you how to use it." I nodded in agreement.

Monday came and my colleagues resumed training on a happy mood, it was a new day, a dirty one for me. Photocopy is what mostly throw us customers due to the result our machine produces. But happy days are gone and yet to return any soon.

A customer came for photocopy and I tried using the top sector of the machine, poor me I never knew I was setting a bare foot on a hot-soup-pot. This time the paper jammed again and I tried pulling it out and something broke inside the machine.

Oh no! Boss isn't around and the machine cannot work for any other thing if one thing isn't functioning properly. And that was my fate for that day, customers came and went their way... No printing, no photocopy therefore, no need for any working. This machine had succeeded in nullifying my happiness.

I called my Boss even when I couldn't explain how it happened, but I'd rather break the news rather than let him come back. He was so mad at me and told me I was gonna provide it... "Oh no! Daddy isn't in the country, so how am I gonna survive this..." I cried in my mind avoiding the embarrassment of running tears in front of my colleagues who were not helping matters rather they made it an element of amusement.

When I saw my Boss step out of the Bus, I felt the ground could swallow me up to avoid his rage. He had already figured out the current price of a new Machine. About N459,000, such a huge figure. My boss came quietly he walked to the machine and tried everything of his capacity to bring back the machine but all efforts in vain the machine had slumbered deadly.

Boss dismissed everyone from work, at home mom told me that boss called her and informed her about the situation. Now mom was mad at me not because I spoiled the machine but because Boss had warned me but I didn't listen.
On Tuesday my tears ran dried and happiness came back safely into my life after a sleepless night. The maintenance man fixed the machine and charged N17,000 from Boss, I wanted to smile but boss became so furious and from that day till the day I got my Certificate Boss was so Strictly focused on me.

All my life I have never witnessed an Inter House Sport before, every time it comes around circumstances would always get in the way building an obstacle. I truly never witnessed it until 2018, mum said no matter what happened I would engage in the Inter House Sport.

I paid my House fee and my name came out in the Green House, though I didn't feature in any of the sporting activities but then I enjoyed wearing the Inter House Sport Jersey... I felt cool and on that day I was absent in school and present in Game Shop - Mcc Giraffe at Ikot Ekpene alongside my friends there I spent a lot of hours playing PES 3 well that was the way we preferred to participate in our inter house Sport.

Thanks friend I am really happy to share my own experience with everyone here, and today I know you have learned something from my experience. Have you? I know you did because I did.

• That day I learnt that to obey is to avoid. Since then anything Boss told me not to do trust me I didn't play with it.

• I also learnt that days are different and no two days are the same.

• I also learned to apologise which I later apologized to Boss because it was all my fault.

• I learnt that to survive experience, one must follow rules and obey them like a manual.

Hey there is it the same things I learnt that you learnt? Oh if so then we are riding quite well hoping to see your own life story.