This is written by my son Chinedu you can check his other articles in the category Chinedu’s essay
Well, this all started when my family and I were in France. I went to school called “British School of Paris” and I started in ‘Year 3′ at the last term. As the years were passing, I was going to each stage of the school until I reached ‘Year 6′. So we stayed in France for 3-4 years, and I thought we were going to my home country direct. But we were traveling to South Korea which was in Asia, below China and it was half way around the world from France.
It took 13 hours on the plane to travel from France to South Korea. When we reached I went to a school called ‘Taejon Christian International School’ (TCIS), it was an American School so I had to start from ‘Grade 6′ and this is how I started boarding school. In this school my house master’s help me improve a lot and I got a total of 7 awards from that school. I only stayed 1 year in the school and when school was over I stayed at home. Our next destination was in my home country ‘Nigeria’. While we were still in South Korea and packing, my mum warned me that we were going to Nigeria and there was not any automatic taking to another class because there was first, second and third and it wouldn’t be easy.
When we were in Nigeria my parent were looking for a suitable school was ‘Citizen College’ which was a boarding school, but my parents didn’t like the way the boarding house was. The next school was ‘Caleb College’, I stayed there for 2 weeks and my dad had to waste N300, 000 just because they didn’t like the house. My uncle found a school for me that was called ‘Nigerian Navy Secondary School’ which you should know about. In the first and second term, what you would see in my result is a red F. Anyway my parents said that they were not serious because they said it was above average.
So my parents took me to another school called ‘Chrisland High school’ which was a Nigerian /British organization. So I had to be in ‘Year 8′. My Mum was dead serious about this school and showed me the amount of money that was more than N500, 000. My mum told me that if I don’t pass, I would go and live with my Great Grandma. So I studied hard for both C.A. Test. When Exams came out was time for me to be very serious with my studies and everyday after school it was straight to my books. When exams were over, we were always looking at our results while we were playing in class, I would have come first in maybe some subjects, this because they would have divided all the results that you got in the session by three but they divided mine by one because I came in the last term anyway our teacher gave us our position for the last term in the class and my GPA was 2.00 which was the least but I still passed, because if you got less than 2.00 you are repeating and I either came 11th or 12th in the class out of 15. And i was so happy for myself that I was going to ‘Year 9′ which would be harder.
This is a continuation of the last post by Chinedu (here )you like to read that first for better understanding of the situation at hand.You advice is highly needed,well in the comment section.
One day like that after the barber finishing barbing my hair I went to the tap to wash my hair, but since water wasn’t rushing. I went toward my hostel to go and change to my check. Then Mr. Johnson (navy man) came and told every one should come to him and line up and started giving everyone three each with his military belt, that time I wasn’t wearing anything on top and after he gave me three, that is when the koboko came. He was flogging us because it was time for afternoon prep and we did not hear the bell. But the boys that had marks on their back that were not wearing top went to report to XO (Executive Officer, Uncle Kelvin’s mate) she told us to go to the sick bay for treatment.
Another one was the one that I told you about the nail that cut my arm. It was not a nail, it was a navy man called “red army” that did it to me. I was busy washing my clothes and then everyone started running away; I started wondering what was happening, so I ran to. Then red army caught some people hiding, including me, I told us to hang (legs on the wall and hands on the ground) and I was the first person he floged with one big cane on my arm and back, both places were bleeding seriously. I reported to the sickbay and lied that it was a nail that caused it, because I didn’t want trouble with that red army again, and that was when the commandant came to the sickbay.
Stealing is a common thing in this school if you lock your locker, at night seniors will start jacking and breaking padlocks and steal one of your belongings and they will leave your locker open, or if you leave your school bag in the class and then someone will come to your class and then steal your notebook or something else they interested in.
In this school, you have to give and if you are a stingy person and you don’t like giving. Everyone will start fixing you (navy slang: focusing, disturbing you) and will hate you, they might take your clothes and burn them and start stealing your belongings. Plus if seniors are focusing on you, they might do the worst things for you.
When we are in class and the teacher is not around, my classmates start making noise and running around. And then a navy man or teacher will start punishing the whole class or will cane all of us. When one teacher gives us something to do and she counts to a certain number, for us to submit, and if you don’t submit during the count he/she wouldn’t accept your work. If you are coming back from break and you enter the class after the teacher, he/she will tell you to stay outside until the period is over.
Some of my seniors and mates ask me where I am from and tell them about my family, and then they ask me whether I like this school and I answer “no.” After, they asked me whether I want to transfer and I answer “yes,” then they said I should tell my parents that I don’t like this school and I want to transfer, because I don’t fit in this school.
Happy Easter! I hope you are all having fun.You all remember my son Chinedu if you don’t you might like to check his essays on this (blog).We got to Nigeria and sent him to school and never knew that he was going through emotional and physical torture in that school,this wasn’t the first school under one year the first one isn’t worth wasting my valuable time to write about not minding the huge sum of money we paid that was not refunded after he spent only two weeks there.We are trying to give him the best but after these two schools am going to try once more with fingers crossed that i will nail it this time. Read his experience written by him and advice me on what i should do about what he went through, i happen to know about this during this Easter holidays,what actions should i take when school resumes?
It began when I was in the car and as I was entering the school. I read “Nigerian Navy Secondary School” “Hard work and Discipline.” That is when I knew that it wouldn’t be easy staying in this school.
As I was writing my names on my property, my school father whose name was senior Basheri who was in SSS3 explained to me that I have to be wise in this school, that this school is very different from other schools.
When I finished, we went for prep, on the way we met a tall senior wearing spec (which I later knew that he is the senior prefect). He brought out his hand between senior Basheri and I, and nothing happened for a few seconds, so I brought my hand to shake his hand. Then he said “Who the f*** are you? After senior Basheri told him who I was and I told him my name. The tall senior told me that I better be careful in this school, as soon as the senior left I started crying. Senior Basheri asked me why I was crying, then I answered that I was scared of seniors.
It was time for prep and senior Basheri took me to the hall to go and prep with my mates. After prep we went to our hostel, did our night prayer and went to bed. (more…)
Yes! The last day of school and nothing else to mention about it, a soon as I woke up I took a shower and then packed my beddings and everything that belongs to me. I packed and sent everything out of my room, and then our R.A. came to check our rooms. Then I went to school empty handed, today we were going to play games and the principal showed us the directions and locations of where the games were. Mr. Dewey was another Math and Science teacher for 7th and 8th graders. He told us which homeroom would go for which game; we played only half of all the games and then the homerooms with the most points wins and gets prizes of candies.
Our homeroom was the only one that didn’t get any prize, but anyway it was lunchtime. After lunchtime everyone went back to the reception area and the principal told everyone to go to the auditorium. We sat in our homeroom groups and they were going to give out two hundred certificates, they name all of the subjects that you can have in middle school. I got four certificates and they were all growth awards, the subjects were Math, Technology, Bible, and Social Studies. I knew that my father would be proud that I got math for an award, because he had been teaching me math at the weekends. When the awards were over there was time left so the 6th and 7th graders went out while the 8th graders stayed, the 6th graders went to the reception area and the 7th graders went to the tennis court. We both played games and ate until school was over. Everyone in the dorm hurried the dorm to pack their bags and go to the bus, I had three bags and it was very difficult to carry. I carried all my bags to the bus and the bus took us to the bus station, Mr. Eric gave us our tickets when our bus arrived, it was going to take us to Ulsan. Then everyone that was going to Ulsan entered the bus and it was the last time that we were entering and riding that bus.
On Thursday the teachers were going to hand out the year books that included everything that happened in the year. When everyone got a year book those of us in middle school tried to get comments from anybody who wanted to sign our book, we did it until lunchtime. After we ate lunch we went to clean our lockers, but I have already cleaned mine earlier on so I played basketball, until it was time for the talent show that was in the activity room. Some performed, but two people quit (sad story for them). Most of them were songs and two of them were dances, then it was time for everyone to dance. Several people danced, especially the teachers. Then it was time to go back to our dorm, I went back to the dorm. I went with David in my dorm who is an 8th grader (he not the same one I met in ever land). We went to Y-sense where they sell things that you need for school and then to Kaldi where they sell drinks. David bought me a goodbye gift in Kaldi; it was a strawberry shake. We went back into the dorm and I went to play basketball when it stopped raining, I played one on one with Ben who was in 7th grade and the score was nine to ten, he won. Then we played two on two with William and Sang Hyun, two Koreans. We lost Ben and I, and then it was almost time for dinner. So I went back into the dorm and we ate dinner, after dinner we did deep clean! This is where we had to empty our room and clean it very well; the only thing that had to be left was of bed and our last clothes for tomorrow. It took me about ninety minutes to do that because I don’t have a roommate, then I had to wait for Mr. Eric who was the boys Residence Assistance or R.A (as we use to call him) had to come and check my room and check my damage deposit. I waited for thirty minutes for him. He checked my room for damages and there were some damages. I gave the damage deposit to our dorm mom, who is Mrs. Tiece, then it was time to have our last party in Adams dorm, we ate chicken and brownie and had some drinks. After the party we had to go to the Auditorium and watch a movie of the year in Adams dorm. It was so funny and it lasted for thirty minutes.
Then everyone went back to the dorm, but instead of going to bed we started signing yearbooks. It was just like we did in the beginning of school, so everyone signed everyone’s yearbooks including Mr. Ted, Mrs. Tiece, Miss Amy, and Mr. Eric. Then everyone went to bed.
Posted By tyna 
Aug 2, 2009 
