The Thrills of High School Reunions

Many at times in life, we start to miss the people with whom we have shared the better part of lives.

We tend to miss the same people whom we used to detest when we were with them,We miss the guys whom we fought with when we were in high school,We start to miss the same girl who used to rat us out to our form mistress for noise making or for disturbing her.We tend to miss the same guy who snatched our high school heartthrob from you.We begin miss the same girl who insulted us in front of your peers just because you wanted to date her.

Sufferings of a Nigerian Student

Students taking lectures sitting on the floor

I wanted to write about the African student but I decided to write this one first since “charity they say begins at home”.

Being a student in Nigeria is the most herculean task I know.

You first start from the kindergarten, then spend three years in the nursery school, then six years in both primary and secondary schools, then another four, five or six years in the university, depending on your course and of course you can leave out the years when the teachers would go on strike due to one issue or the other with the government.

That’s a complete total of at least twenty years if you didn’t repeat any class along the line.