Everything About My Life - Throwback Stories

Life is regarded by many of its inhibitants as a rollercoaster of a ride. Certainly, it is and everything that has happened to me has all but made this fact valid. As I mentioned briefly earlier in my first article, I live in Lagos State. I attended so many schools, some due to teachers'incapabilities, changing environments, and also management's inefficiency. Trust me, I never changed a school because of the school fees, no matter how expensive it might be. My high school was the most expensive of all, and never for once did I think of leaving.

I am a very inquisitive guy and I made it a habit of always asking questions in virtually everything, I managed to make a few friends and they turned out quite inquisitive as myself. The teachers knew this and so,usually made sure they were well prepared before they came to classes.

A lot of things happened in high school which to me are quite indelible and which will always linger in my memories, there was a particular day a newly employed teacher came to our class to teach. On entering class, he appeared strict and a no nonsense one. But contrary to our thoughts, he wasn't. As he walked in, he called out a student and asked him what "welcome teacher" meant in French. The shocked guy simply stood still and wondered if what he wanted to teach had in any way a relation. The new teacher laughed sarcastically and said"bienvenue professeur", that's what it means young man, you can have your seat". He then proceeded to his main subject, this was after he had made us know he was brilliant in french and had he not taught science he would have been taking french.

After about forty five minutes, his period was over and as he picked up his books and made his way for the door. Then I heard myself say "hello sir, can I ask a question". He nodded in the affirmative and then I asked "Please sir, how do we say have a nice day in french". He looked dumbfounded, he didn't know it and he wasn't expecting me to say that. And then from behind, another student answered and said "I know it, it's Bonne journée". Then all of a sudden, the whole class started applaufing the new hero, after few seconds, the teacher walked away in embarrassment. He never came back, to our class and neither to the school.

When I told my sister what happened, she was mad at me for stripping the teacher from his source of income. I thought well about it and realised it wasn't a victory but an act of wickedness. What's your take on this, kindly drop your thoughts in the comments block...

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As I discussed, I managed to stop being inquisitive for a few weeks but I couldn't for long lol, 🤣😂. I later came to the conclusion that inquisitiveness lies in my veins.

Something happened in my life few years back that completely changed my view of life and made me lose this trait. It was the death of a wonderful and caring person. The death of my grandmother hit me hard . She was a philanthropist by all standards, she gave to the needy even when she was in need, she was a spiritual woman and usually devoted her time for the works of the Lord. She prayed for people and God listened. I so much loved and cherished her but God loves her more. I miss you but I believe God knows best. Continue to rest in the bosom of the Lord Almighty. RIP GRANDMA 😥😣😔😥.

I stopped being inquisitive after this and I have since moved on.

Learn from my stories friends, and stop letting your inquisitiveness ruin other people's lives.

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