SEC-S15W2: ''My School Life"

Hello beautiful friends, It is another wonderful time to make my submission to this honorable platform. Everyone at one time in their lives must have attended school irrespective of the category. Also, our experiences are long-lasting and create memories of diverse measures. Some came in good fate while others came with some negative experiences. However, let's get started.

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For this purpose and stipulated guideline for the topic, I will be choosing to write about my favorite subject while in high school. This I can say for certain unlike courses taken in university that are interrelated and continuous in their approach.

• Mathematics

My favorite subject then was Mathematics. This is a subject that has helped me in rela life applications then and now and also boosted my performance in school. Scoring high marks in this subject was sacrosanct for me as it did help me cover up for subjects that were low in marks.

It is a subject that tests my mental capacity in terms of qualitative and quantitative reasoning. It improved my capacity to think outside the box at all times.

This was a great memory for me. I will also be picking my high school days for this category of topic. I had more quality friends worthy to be remembered though I cannot dispute the fact that I also had some in my university days.

During my high school days, I had some friends who took me as their brother and cared for me like no other. But regrettably, I don't have them alive anymore. The cold hands of death took them away untimely from Mother Earth.

These are genuine friends that are valued as gold and I keep having this sense of loss to date. One was quite younger and my junior during those days. He was like a little brother who helped me execute stuff I couldn't do on my own either because of chance or necessity that proxy was required.

He died when he went to swim in a stream after a heavy downpour. I learned it was best to know who could swim better when the tides were high after the rains. He dived in just as usual and never came out till after days. His death was mysterious and that was his end. I could imagine the shock his parents must have caused during this period.

The other who was my classmate had a better time but was also short-lived. His last visit was when he came to my university to see some of his classmates. He died during surgery months after he visited.

I had fantastic teachers then in my high school. Oh wow! How can we forget in a hurry the legacies these teachers left in our brains? They are priceless and non-quantifiable.

Mr Ibem is a name to beat in the school. He went all out to ensure that subjects lacking were covered. How he does that is what we did not know about the result was positively certain.

I can not forget the physical exercise teacher. He is someone that left a blueprint in everyone's heart. Not only he was good at indoor teachings, but he also made outdoor events memorable. Those sporting and jogging exercises are still very fresh in my memories.

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I had different events that I may term memorable days for me but for the case of the contest, I would say that the day Finished with my West African Senior School Examination was the most memorable day of my life in school.

This is the major success story of everyone who passes through the four walls of high school education. So many dropped out of one thing or the other, some died, etc. But making it down the finishing line was a huge success to me.

In my school, we were not allowed to attend picnics due to the security concerns around it. But we can always see sime of the aftereffects of not having such extracurricular activities. My story of a child illegally going to a stream to swim and got drowned.

However, I had some competitive events that took me on a tour while still as a boarder. I joined my teammates to play for the school team and this availed us the opportunity to join competitive tournaments outside the school.

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Losing my precious little friend who went swimming in a nearby area that shares boundaries with the school. It was a tragedy for me as I couldn't believe the story when it was told.

One thing about stories like this is that the lost life cannot be revised. He was buried by the river banks as tradition requires. It is not a memory to be remembered.

Thank you, all!

I'm inviting @ruthjoe and @chilaw.