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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

When I was Miss Goodie Two Shoes

Believe it or not, today I am a hardcore liberal, but at some point in my life I was a Miss Goodie Two Shoes.

I cannot tell you when this trait started nor when it ended, but I realise with grown up eyes now, that damn! I was that kind of child that was a nuisance to the happiness of other children.

As away back as my first grade, I remember being the teachers' pet. My main purpose for going to school then was simply to impress my teachers and shine as the cleverest of the kindergarten lot. Of course, when you are a naturally gifted child, it is very easy to become a show off. Our teachers then were not well equipped to deal with below average pupils. I look back with sympathy now at all the classmates that were treated with contempt simply because they took too long to grasp curricular concepts.

The poor kids would be made to feel their inadequacy in many ways then one. For starters, the seating arrangement was a big give away! The smartest child in the classroom would be seated at the front, right next to the class teacher's table. The dumbest in the classroom would occupy the last seat at the darkest corner of the class. In the different classrooms we would be sent to on different errands, we knew exactly who the dumbest are based on this seating arrangement!

The punishment system was also rather cruel and telling! All those that don't know an answer to a particular question would be required to remain standing for the duration of the lesson! Even school inspectors understood this system and operated at the back of it. When the school inspectors visit the school, the classwork books would be arranged in the same manner....top achievers' books would be at the top! The below average pupils would be warned not to raise their hands in an attempt to answer a question should the inspector ask questions...........Lol....thinking about now, this was cruel!

During our time, I doubt our teachers even knew of conditions and disorders such as Dislexia, Attention Defficiency Disorder (ADD), etc! They teaching approach was uniform to all of us! Looking back now, I cannot help but identify some of my classmates that were probably dislexic or other! Scared to mention names because Facebook has made the connection with friends from as way back as kindergarten possible...tl tl tl!

It is a surprise and albeit some relief that some of them have turned out okay. Others are even more successful in their careers in comparison to us their cleverer counterparts!

This phenomenon even had an effect on our socialisation. Because I was treated with such preference at a young age, I was under pressure to excel at all times! I had to prove a point! I could not be classified with other teenagers who suffered from challenges of the adolescent stage. As a result of this, I am rather a late bloomer. I missed out on a number of experiments that an average teenager would engage in. I never kissed a boy until I was eighteen. I would not dare entretain a boy that wanted to stop me just for a chance to "chat"! I was well known in my neighbourhood for being the most hard headed and yet hot chick! I had a bitter-sweet relationship with boys from neighbourhood. I would only talk to you if you are not going to talk "rubbish". Most of them were friends with me because it was probably nice to be associated with a "hot" girl, but they knew they could not cross the boundary. I was an inspiration to most parents whose children were experimental rather very early on in ther adolescents. Girls my age despised me (even if they never said so...lol) for being the Miss Goodie Two Shoes that I was.

But alas!.....trouble struck as I knocked everyone off their comfy seats when I fell pregnant at the age of eighteen! The first guy I kissed got me into trouble....so much for waiting until I was ready!

The Miss Goodie Two Shoes element is still there though! I'm still that girl that waits for the guy to say "I Love You"....I am very oblivious to today's dating codes. Mina you have to spell the words out, or I don't understand you and as such we will never date until you say the magic words..........






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