Yes I did, and no matter how many times I get told to shut up because my boarding school was a five star hotel, I’ll still keep saying it, I went to a boarding school.
What It Was Like
We had three different wears, pink for Mondays to Fridays (guys wore green), white for Saturdays and cream on blue for Sundays. We really didn’t do ‘labour‘, the most we did was wash our wears and cleaned our rooms, the nannies took care of the rest. We could go to the kitchen anytime for a snack, soft drink or fruit whenever we wanted. Prefects had their own bathrooms (I was the headgirl), every other person had to share with two more people. We were only eight per room, four bunks in a room large enough to hold twenty and space still large enough for a small game of football. We had air conditioners and smoke detectors installed in our rooms, 24/7 light, a big plasma TV in each of the common rooms complete with dstv subscription (we watched mostly trace).
Everyday we threw away food because there was always more than enough, Sunday afternoon was especially everyone’s favorite meal day – fried rice, chicken and salad– and Oliver Twistisms were encourage, you could always ask for more. Saturdays were our recreation day, normally we were mandated to work out at the gym for 30 minutes three times a week excluding Saturdays. We do whatever we wanted on these days, watch TV, play a sport (basketball, table tennis, judo, football, swimming, board games etcetera)
On Sundays we attended the redeem parish that used our school hall. The members were always extra nice and the pastor’s wife treated us to cake every Sunday, they kept giving us freebies. Which reminds me, we hardly used our pocket money because there was just no need, everything we needed (and wanted) was always provided.
The Normal Average Boarding School Life
On the contrary, my sister Sam had a totally different experience, she attended a Federal Government College, do I even need to put in details? The first time we went to see her, we went very early in the morning, apparently too early, because I got the shock (and look) of my life when we drove by the boys hostel and several hundreds of boys were taking their bath- outside! All naked!. When it was time for their breakfast, you just needed to see the crowd of humans running towards the dinning hall, the ground was literally shaking. Sam was always complaining , today her money had been stolen, tomorrow her pinafore white is missing, her locker was broken into and looted clean, she had to go to class without taking her bath because she couldn’t get water. Soon Mama cut her hair and adding to her new bony look, she looked like a glorified skeleton.
The Irony Of It All
While my sister stayed three good years in FGC boarding school (and then, the only reason she left was because there was no one in the house again and Mama was feeling lonely), I stayed only a term and half in mine. I got seriously home sick, my parents never came to see me during any of the visiting days and I started spending most of my nights crying more than I was studying.
They tried to make it a home away from home but the truth is, it wasn’t. We don’t have a pool at home, you will be crucified if you go to the refrigerator and take any thing you like, all my classmates watched was either football or trace TV but I was brought up in cartoons and Africa magic yoruba, fried rice is restricted to like once in 4 months, there was so much annoying chores and the only time I got fruits was when it enters my Mama’s head that she is getting too fat. Most of all, I missed my sisters.
This is my boarding school experience. Your turn now, let me know yours, did you go to a boarding school, how was it like for you, what are some of your most memorable experiences /moments?