HOW MY TRAUMATIC CHILDHOOD EXPERIENCE AFFECTED MY ACADEMIC LIFE

I don't know how to start, but before anything, I give God all the glory. Let me start right from the on set should in case you'd feel like, it's just a first class😂😂

I'm this guy almost everyone thinks of as a failure, right from the time I started schooling. I'm not the best when it comes to academics in my family, all my siblings are almost close to being a genius, I'm not exaggerating @creativepearl can testify.

I have never seen teachers hate their student like they do to me. In Nigeria most especially, if you get flogged, they term it "love" but that's not nice! Not even close. These teachers don't punish or beat their children the way they beat me! 😭

My teachers showed me shit, made me lose interest in academics and in myself, I know the end point even if I do well, it was flogging😂

Right from my primary school, if you make any slight mistake, you'd get punished like you murdered someone or you stole something, my punishment was extraordinary, it was just as if the teachers hated me😭😩

In fact, all the suffering got to me to the point that I was afraid to go to my primary school graduation, the teachers already created a lot of fear in me, I transferred all the fear to my books.

I thought it was over when I got to my secondary school, I was so happy, at least "now I'm free" was what I thought😂😂 the first month was lovely, I was performing, no pressure, no punishment, just schooling and we even had an uncle that told us jokes. It was like heaven on earth, I was so comfortable, we were 50 In class, we wrote tests, I ranked among the top 10 in class, I was surprised.

Suddenly, I heard rumors that my class played a lot and they should start flogging us 😂 it was cooked, I didn't take it serious at first, but when this flogging started 😂😂 PTSD! My primary school came playing in my head, I almost fainted. The teachers said the principal had given them a go ahead to punish us the way the seem polite but they all went extra mile, even the comedian uncle was worse.

My love for academics dropped again and I had already decided that, it's all flogging, I'm used to it, let's continue, and that was how it all started😂

If it was only punishment, it would have been palatable, but you see punishment with insults, abusive words, words that pain more than getting flogged. I lost all hopes in myself and then decided to carry on same energy.

Its not my fault, I was very young, I didn't see love in what they did, even till now, I see nothing called love why? They don't beat their own children😂

Fast forward to when we were to write WAEC (WEST AFRICAN EXAMINATION COUNCIL) it was hell, nothing was encouraging, even in my set, none passed, I had to retake the exam 3 times before I eventually passed.

I didn't even know that I have the ability to gain admission into a university😩😩 but fortunately, I got one, I was surprised, even my entry exam into the university was excellent, even till now, I'm still mussed at my performance because I never expected it.

I have never thought of having a FIRST CLASS but it just came this last semester, my departmental result was released isn't yet up to 24hours😂 I was so surprised, I was just laughing, then memories kept flowing, all I have faced, it's more deeper than all I have written here but I don't want to take time.

Personally, it has not been easy, I know a lot have stories to tell and all, but never give up on yourself even when the people around you seem discouraging they aren't GOD! Let the fire keep burning, never relent, persevere! Thank you.