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It was my first year in high school at a new school and I was just 11 years old. I was among the smallest students in class. The school bag that mom bought for me was obviously oversized. Mom said I would definitely grow bigger, and continue to use the bagpack through out my years in high school. My step- brother would taunt me and make fun of the bagpack as it always touches the back of my knee whenever it sits on my back. He would laugh and say that my bag was big enough to comfortably contain three human heads. I never paid him any mind because I knew he was obviously jealous since his own was much smaller.

My school uniform was also oversized too. Again mom explained that I would grow bigger and the uniform would serve me till that time. The only school kit that was really my size was my school sandals, even my socks were quite longer than my legs.

I was so small that when i sit down on my seat in class, my writing desk would almost be the same level as my nose as it was too high. Thus, making me to always stretch my neck beyond angle 90 degrees in order for me to be able to see what is being written on the board in front of me. This caused me a lot of discomfort and neck pains. Most times, I had to stand on my feet and lean forward on my desk else I wouldn't be able to see the board clearly or write faster.

I had a classmate called rukky. Rukky was same size as me and her seat was just beside mine. Surprisingly, she never struggled like me while writing. She's always sitting down calmly while copying from the board in front of her.

Taking a look at rukky, the first thing that strikes you is her prominent eye glasses which occupies almost one-third of her face. She also have a rope attached to the glasses at both ends, given her a weird but curious look. I have never seen a little girl with such sophisticated glasses before.

Rukky reminded me of my uncle who was a medical doctor as that was exactly the kind of glasses he always wore. Mom used to say that uncle Ali was a genius. I took a long look at rukky once more and thought that she maybe a genius too.

It didn't take long before I became certain that rukky was truly a genius!!! She had the whole answers to every question that the teacher asked. She was always the first person to finish and submit any classwork given by our teacher, including mathematics. In a very short time, everyone acknowledge her as the best student.

I have always admired human intelligence ever since I was a kid, so I decided to befriend rukky. She also agreed to be my friend and we became best of friends in class. Even though we were not seatmates, we were always together during break time, we would share our lunch with each other. We would also leave the school premises while holding each others hand till we get to where our parents would be waiting to take us home.

I told my step-brother about my new friend rukky and her astounding brilliance in class and about my admiration for her. I also mentioned that she wore some big glasses which makes her more unique and outstanding. My step- brother took a long look at me with squinting but serious eyes and asked me if I would like to know the secret behind her intelligence. He said that I too can be as brilliant as rukky when I get to know her secret.

I was so excited that I was speechless for some seconds and my heart begin to thump faster.I was so eager to hear this secret that i grabbed my brother by his arm, pleading with him to tell me. I also wanted to be a genius, who wouldn't want to ? But my step- brother push me away from him roughly and hurriedly walked into the house.

For the next three days, I kept pleading with him to tell me the secret of ingenuity but he would always ignore. When he couldn't bear with my constant bugging, he finally yielded. But there was a condition, he told me that I have to surrender every piece of meat that would be served on my food(lunch and dinner) to him for a week before he reveals the big secret. I readily agreed to his terms.

I was told that the secret of rukky was in her glasses. He called it " miracle glasses".

He said that, without her glasses, Rukkly would be nothing. he said that she was always wearing her glasses even when taking her bath, crying or sleeping. He said that the glasses should never touch the ground or any surface, else it would vanish and rukky would loss it forever. I kept staring at him with my mouth agape as he kept revealing more ridiculous stuffs about the glasses. I swallowed all what he said hook, line and sinker . Afterall, he was three years older and I thought him more knowledgeable and experienced.

My step-brother told me he could help get the exact type of glasses if I wanted it. I readily agreed even though he warned me they were quite expensive to buy. That didnt bother me at all. I was ready to save enough money to get my own "miracle glasses".

I decided to be saving my pocket money for r the next two weeks. When I thought I have saved up to a substantial sum, I handed it all to my step-brother to help buy the miracle glasses since he said he knew where to get them. He hurried collected the money and left the house.

It was now examination time, and i have already gotten my glasses a week before. My step-brother carefully advised me on its usage. He said that I should wear them before entering the examination hall. He explained that as soon as i see the examination questions, the answers to each question would start forming on the glasses in the manner pictures form on a TV . I would be the only one that would see these answers since i was the one wearing the glasses, all i have to do was to copy as much answers as i could. He warned me never to take them off till the end of the exams.

So this was rukky's big secret?! I exclaimed in a triumphant voice.

Our first exam was maths and I never studied before the exams. Why would I ? There was absolutely no need for that kind of stress anymore.

With a big smile plastered across my face,I was in high spirit and full of confidence as I entered the examination hall with my glasses on. By the time I had sat down, everyone was staring at me and surprised at my new look. I turned sideways and gave my friend rukky my best smile, she could only stare back and I saw bewilderment all over face. My class teacher walked to my desk and asked me weather I had suddenly developed a condition that warranted me to start using glasses. I only smiled at him without saying a word. He was also perplexed and left me alone.

The exams commenced shortly afterwards. My question paper was given to me and i immediately turned it over to see the questions. Of course I had no idea about the answers. I waited for five minutes so that miracle glasses can start "manufacturing"the answers for me to copy but I saw nothing. My smile had now become awkward. I waited for another ten minutes, but nothing appeared on the glasses. My hands were now clammy as cold sweat broke out on my forehead when it was thirty minutes into the exams and yet I saw nothing. I turned around and I saw rukky was busy scribbling answers on her paper and anytime from now, she would definitely ask for an extra sheet.

"For Godsake, what was wrong with my own glasses?" I screamed in my mind. I vigorously cleaned the miracle glasses with the hem of my uniform several times, yet nothing showed. I closed my eyes for a minute or two before opening them again, hoping to see the answers on the glasses but saw nothing. The third time I closed my eyes, a tear ran down my cheek as I heard our class teacher's voice from a distance " you have ten minutes left". My heart sank and I swallowed hard. I felt I lost control of my bladder.

I walked back home in a mournful and dispirited manner with miracle glasses in hand. I heard rukky's voice behind me. She was asking me the reason why I was crying throughout the exam. I turned around and saw the affection and genuine concern in her eyes. I burst into hotter tears as I hurried my steps, trying to get away from her as quickly as possible

I went straight to my step- brother's room as soon as I arrived home. I started yelling at him at the top of my voice. I told him that the glasses he bought were fake. I told him that he should have checked them properly before buying them. Now they had cause me to fail a very important exam.

He looked at me for a brief moment as if he as if he didn't understand what I was saying. Then suddenly realising what had happen. He burst into a series of extensive laughter. I kept my eyes on him as he continued his horse laugh. Then and there, my eyes widened and I came to the shock realization that he had made a fool out of me. Or should I say I made a fool of myself for believing in such a preprostrous and silly story of some "miracle glasses". As he continued his guffaw, he kept saying that he never knew I was this SILLY. He told me he used the money I gave him to play video games at a game shop. ugly glasses I was given was actually for his friend's grand mum who died a month ago. With blazing eyes, hot rage completely took over me. I silently left his room and went to our back yard. I fetched his school uniforms and sandals from where he had dried them under the sun. I came to the front of the house and threw them all into the well.

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Thanks so much for taking your time to read.

Note that the write up is a figment of my imagination. But I had actually believed in my younger days that anyone who uses spectacles was definitely a genius as a result of their unique spectacles. Now, I am convinced that the majority are actually geniuses

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