IF I KNEW WHAT I KNOW NOW.

It’s true if I knew then what I know now i would have done things much differently. Wondering what am talking about? let me let you in.


    My fear for people in higher places than me started way before I began looking for a job. it started with my primary teachers, I gave them all the respect and fear they deserved. The luckiest people on earth that’s what I thought! They got to whop my ass from Monday to Friday and if you were unlucky and got to upper primary then Saturday was added into there already full basket, they also had  no homework to do, no unexpected questions to answer in class(questions that once answered wrong cost you a beating) and most of all they did not get a panic attack everyday when the prefect read out the noise maker list and everyone crossed there fingers hoping that there names did not appear, everyone except the prefect and her desk mate who was occasionally tipped off to shut up right before she started the list, but we took care of that and threatened that the prefect jot her name if the class wasn’t tipped off also, that took care of the prefects desk mate but dint take care of the rest of us.


That was my primary life, wishing I was a teacher and share in on the benefits. I came up with a plan to take care of me; I decided to be a quiet one, the one who does no mistakes so that I pass through that phase invisible thus unscathed.


 That landed me into secondary, and there was an even higher power there, THE PRINCIPAL!I found that this one was feared even more hence transferred my fear for the teacher to the principal. She was so feared that her office was called the DARK ROOM, her nickname the BOMB and her deputy the SOLDIER, who could fight with that? My fear was elevated and I resumed my previous position, being the quiet one, she who does no mistakes, almost invisible behaviour, for the penalties here were even bigger; suspension and even worse expulsion! I wasn’t ready to mess with that.


Then along came university, and life suddenly began to make sense, here we are in charge and they are in charge we both call the shots. Equality they call it, I call it bliss. One can actually fight for there rights here, they call them strikes, but I call it fighting the fear.I realize now the teachers I so feared are ordinary. I mean if my friends taking bachelor of education are going to be teachers, principals and lectures then I need not have feared. They are just so ordinary like me, we laugh together and joke about the fact that they will once stand in front of a class and look serious and teach.

 And hence my regrets now, if only I knew then what I know now ,that they were all pretending to be higher powers to intimidate me I would have passed through my primary and secondary life more peacefully. With this realization I vow never again to fear another human being. So when I enter into those tall buildings and the watchmen and the secretaries are trying to create this very serious atmosphere I don’t fall for it, I talk my way through, the way I should have done it back then, they are ordinary people like me and you so talk your mind out and fight for your rights.