flash fiction,
Looking back now at my first day at the University, I can’t help but laugh though it wasn’t funny being in the middle of nowhere in a foreign place with no friends yet, with the old students treating me like I have come to upset their atmosphere just by breathing. My dad had dropped me off and tried to combat the stream of people at the bank to pay my fees, after which he said his farewells and left. I was at loss at where to start from; every eye that looked at me seemed to know I’m just arriving. I can’t remember how many times I got lost trying to locate the administrative block and at the same time too tied up in knots with trepidation to ask for direction. What topped off the icing of the cake was when I couldn’t locate my bag which literally contained my life; my money, my credentials name it. I couldn’t believe it was happening to me, I have never being a clumsy person but new places can leave me befuddled. It was in my state of anxiety that I met someone who in the long run became my best friend. He didn’t laugh at me but helped me locate my bag which happened not to be missing because I didn’t remember where I had left it since most of the buildings lookeds alike. I learnt though that asking questions doesn’t make you stupid, it saves time.
MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
Looking back now at my first day at the University, I can’t help but laugh though it wasn’t funny being in the middle of nowhere in a foreign place with no friends yet, with the old students treating me like I have come to upset their atmosphere just by breathing. My dad had dropped me off and tried to combat the stream of people at the bank to pay my fees, after which he said his farewells and left. I was at loss at where to start from; every eye that looked at me seemed to know I’m just arriving. I can’t remember how many times I got lost trying to locate the administrative block and at the same time too tied up in knots with trepidation to ask for direction. What topped off the icing of the cake was when I couldn’t locate my bag which literally contained my life; my money, my credentials name it. I couldn’t believe it was happening to me, I have never being a clumsy person but new places can leave me befuddled. It was in my state of anxiety that I met someone who in the long run became my best friend. He didn’t laugh at me but helped me locate my bag which happened not to be missing because I didn’t remember where I had left it since most of the buildings lookeds alike. I learnt though that asking questions doesn’t make you stupid, it saves time.
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