SEC-S15W2: My School Life

Greetings to my friends in Steem for Bangladesh, I once again present my humble self @kemsyluv. It always feel great to participate in an interesting contest. I hope you all have great time while participating in this contest.. my school life.

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Most at times when you look at someone's face, you see the exciting expression on their face while they are making a statement like " My Old School Days"
A lot of memories from my primary, secondary and tertiary institution rushed down my brain as I traveled down memory lane through out my school days. Though I finished school since 2011, but I want to write about my tertiary institution school life, because this is the freshest of it all. It seems Just like yesterday.

In this post we will be talking about my favorite
... subject
... friend (s)
...teacher
... the most memorable day
... school life picnic
... the saddest day of my school life

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In the river of knowledge and in the four square of lecture hall whilst I sat quietly waiting for my lecturer to come in, (my very first class as a fresher), amongst other subjects, i got intrigued by the Introduction to Mass Communication.
It was intriguing because as a newbie into the school, I was able to understand the deeper meaning of mass communication. That it is an act of passing information, message (visuals, audio and print) from one source through a channel to large group of heterogeneous audience.

It also shows the emergence of mass communication, how it is keeping up with emerging technologies/trends, the role played in shaping and reflecting our culture through civilization and it sole purpose to entertain, inform, educate and persuade.

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I had just a handful of friends in school because of my social status. My school was filled with prominence and wealthiest people. I couldn't match their energy, so I resorted to keeping to myself. But I am in a million times grateful for the few friends I had, Nyeneime Victor.

Nyeneime Victor was like the sister I never had. We both gained admissions the same day, started our ND and HND together. Life was very difficulty because I was training myself, assisting, feeding and accommodating my younger sister too. Nyeneime stood besides me in every aspect. She and her husband at times, used to pay my school fees when I couldn't.

I remember when I lost the father of my son and my mom wanted me to go get the boy while I was still writing my final year exam and my project. Nyeneime and her husband, took the responsibility of my son as if it were theirs. We both finally graduated. Nyeneime Victor is not just a friend but a sister in my school life.

Amongst other lecturer, Mr. Uwem Akpan was my favorite because he was not just an academic lecturer but also my uncle. He is one of the nicest human, very humble and approachable. Always ready to explain further subject matter not understood, even if it encroach into his private time. I remember when my psychology lecturer gave us a term paper to write about "what's the psychology, biology, economy impulse of the fact that Communication is a stimuli" as a fresher, I was so confused that I wonder what communication got to do with biology. I approach Mr. Uwem Akpan, he gave some incite and I was able to write and defend my term paper. There are many more reasons why Mr. Uwem Akpan was my favorite teacher in my school life.

My most memorable day in school was my first experience of the Students Week. A student week is a full package of both Academy and Cultural display before convocation. The Cultural day especially, I witness so many cultural dance, dressing, food display, masquerade and many more. It was activities packed day. I really enjoyed myself that day.

The above picture story tell about my school life picnic. Me and my sister, my friend we went to a stream and swam. As it is in the picture, we were even eating right from the middle of the stream. People were amazed that I could float on top of the water. Though they tried to do it but couldn't. It was a fun filled picnic.

The saddest day of my school life, was when I lost the father of my son. Losing a loved ones, a father or a brother and a son to the cold hands of death, is the worse that can happen. I still feel the pains till now. It hurts mostly that my son grew up without a father.

Indeed this topic has really open closed doors and forgotten memories. Above all, reflecting back to my school life, has made me appreciate who I am, it inspiring me to work harder.

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