9/28/2023 0 Comments School childhood memories![]() ![]() All children were still laughing at me while I even was crying. I never had this type of injury during my childhood. After he finished nibbling me, I saw my legs were bleeding. So, teachers usually whip the calf side of children's legs. Like any child, I dressed in short pants above the knees. He brought an electric wire and whipped my calf side of my legs many times. And I had no clue to tell my teacher about what the homework means. The teacher didn’t ask me why I didn't do my homework. That may be the day I started developing social anxiety to stand and speak in front of any crowd. It was completely a different experience in life. Imagine that it is your child who is receiving an unfair judgment at school without any disciplinary fault. Or, it was like I was an innocent criminal who was judged guilty and receiving justice in front of the crowd. I was acting like a lost monkey baby who missed her mother and caught by men. ![]() Imagine seeing all children laughing at him standing inform of the classroom for a child who couldn't understand the language. They all laughed at me standing in front of them. Imagine how frustrating it was to stand in front of those children as a new student. The teacher asked me to come in front of all those children. But, the teacher had not known that I am the new entrant student. That student knew that I am the new entrant. And, one student told to the teacher saying ‘teacher, teacher, this student did not do his homework’. All students said ‘we have done the homework teacher!’. He started asking with ‘who is the student who did not do his/her homework today?’ I hardly heard what the teacher was talking about because the medium of instruction was different from my mother tongue. He was serious as many old teachers used to be. He dressed neatly in black pants and a white shirt. I remember the face and color of that math teacher till now. And I sat at the place where I was standing. One child whom I do not remember his name told me to take a seat on the ground like other students because the desks are already full. I stood at the classroom door and had no idea what to do. I was so confused as I had no place to seat. The teacher had very little space to stand. The classroom was full including the entrance door. I remember it could be more than 140 children in one room. When I entered my Grade 1 classroom, I remember the desk was full and a large number of children sat on the dusty ground. That is why the schools built by my education projects always inspire me to do my job better as much as I can.įollow me on my first day at school! It was intense. I and my children would have struggled with the same life cycle as my parents and grandparents did. Had the school was not there, you would not have read this post now. ![]() Many Ethiopian educated fellow friends of that day and before are very grateful to the favor of the Swedish Government’s Education project called ESBU Ethiopian Schools Building Unit. The reason was that there is a dangerous river, that ate the lives of many every summer, between my village and my school the school that the Swedish government had generously built at remote villages. I remember it was late when my uneducated father sent me to school maybe a month later than other children had started classes. When I think back how come as a child I survived and decided to continue my schooling the second day in that school was just a miracle. My first day in education was so intense. Whenever I see those innocent children who travel long distances to quench their thirst for education, I often find my eyes watering. That is why I love my education projects that support hard-to-reach children in remote rural villages some 800Km away from the capital city, Addis Ababa. For me as an individual who escaped huge barriers that stand before my way to education, I believe education is the key to life. For a person like me who grow-up in a very remote rural area without having prepared for schooling, without going to kindergarten, it is very easy to travel back to the memory of life it is like a fresh memory as if it was yesterday. It is believed that education is the key to development. For some of you who are fortunate to go to pre-school education, it would be hard to remember as you may be so young to remind. Does anyone remember the first day in school? I feel it is a nice thing to go back and memorize how it went. ![]()
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