SHOT DOWN
JULY 6TH 1998
This now my third year in primary school and so far it’s been great. One of my big brothers has gone to secondary school and I’m getting used to the environment.
I got picked out for an excursion to welcome a man named Richard King to Nigeria. It was a swell experience! A Canadian lady took a liking to me and gave sweets and pie but my teacher who was totally hovering around me like a hungry vulture took it from me immediately the nice lady turned to leave. I only got driblets! But on the whole, I was glad I went for the programme.
Something else happened earlier this year. I was taking a walk with my best friend beside a football field at school where my brother and his friends were playing ball and before I could spit out the next word to my friend, I was on the ground. Turned out that someone- who would later be my crush- took a merciless shot and it hit the back of my head. It was unexplainable! My brother rushed to my side, picked me up, got my school-bag from the class, put me on his back and walked about a kilometre or two to take me home. He knew that I was in no condition to walk and somehow I’m sure it hurt him to carry me that long without dropping me but he never complained; this act, I knew I would never forget. He took responsibility for the terrible shot. I think that shot I would come later to realise, would form the reason for the migraines.
I fell ill just before making this entry today. I was sooo ill; I could hardly walk and I had to crawl. I know that I am frail, but that illness took what was left of the best part of me. My mom has never been big on hospitals so I was home-treated; a little enema here and a little drug there and in a few days I was better but not until I fainted first.
This now my third year in primary school and so far it’s been great. One of my big brothers has gone to secondary school and I’m getting used to the environment.
I got picked out for an excursion to welcome a man named Richard King to Nigeria. It was a swell experience! A Canadian lady took a liking to me and gave sweets and pie but my teacher who was totally hovering around me like a hungry vulture took it from me immediately the nice lady turned to leave. I only got driblets! But on the whole, I was glad I went for the programme.
Something else happened earlier this year. I was taking a walk with my best friend beside a football field at school where my brother and his friends were playing ball and before I could spit out the next word to my friend, I was on the ground. Turned out that someone- who would later be my crush- took a merciless shot and it hit the back of my head. It was unexplainable! My brother rushed to my side, picked me up, got my school-bag from the class, put me on his back and walked about a kilometre or two to take me home. He knew that I was in no condition to walk and somehow I’m sure it hurt him to carry me that long without dropping me but he never complained; this act, I knew I would never forget. He took responsibility for the terrible shot. I think that shot I would come later to realise, would form the reason for the migraines.
I fell ill just before making this entry today. I was sooo ill; I could hardly walk and I had to crawl. I know that I am frail, but that illness took what was left of the best part of me. My mom has never been big on hospitals so I was home-treated; a little enema here and a little drug there and in a few days I was better but not until I fainted first.
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