Category: The Outcast
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The Outcast (Page 53)
Not getting what we desire is sometimes a blessing in disguise we do not know. It took a lot of looking back on the past to realize what a blessing failures in certain areas of my life would have been. I was too desperate to always be a success. It doesn’t mean being ambitious is…
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The Outcast (Page 52)
I wasn’t used to studying in groups. Partly because I thought working with a group was slow. And partly because something in me made me to think I was wiser than my peers and didn’t need their assistance in any way. The fool that I was, pride wouldn’t let me see. It took a bold…
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The Outcast (Page 51)
Sometimes when a circumstance wants to strangle you, it invites you in slowly, tightening its grip on your neck gently, gradually. Soon, you find yourself gyrating in pain and regrets. Level 100, we were seduced into believing university life was cozy. And that, like a bus, we could waste away precious time and still find…
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The Outcast (Page 50)
Exams time. First exams in uni. On various notice boards were displayed the exams timetable with the various venues. Something new to freshers like me. The key challenge was locating these venues. To avoid missing a paper due to the difficult of finding the venue, I noted the dates and venues for each paper and…
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The Outcast (Page 49)
I had no brother older than me to orient me properly on university life and how to properly place my steps to make the most of my student life on campus. So, I sat myself down. “This is a new environment and this is your first time in uni.” I told myself. I convinced myself…
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The Outcast (Page 48)
The first time I saw the University of Ghana was the day I was headed to my high school to get further details about my admission. It was always the main entrance I saw, nothing more. Each time I passed by in a public transport, the main entrance was always all I saw, with people…
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The Outcast (Page 47)
It was one late night. We were sitting in the dormitory, chatting. This was after preps, a time all students revised their lessons or did assignments. I was no longer a student. But I stayed in the school’s hostel to help a staff with evening lessons for adults. It was the time Blackberry phones had…
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The Outcast (Page 46)
Double standards. Same people who educated us about examination malpractices were asking us to make contributions to bribe invigilators because same invigilators who reminded us before the exams rules we were not to break, realized some broken rules could be mended with money. It was a chain and only the dumb ones were fed the…
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The Outcast (Page 45)
Finally I traveled back to the city to prepare for my final exams of high school. It was the first time I was living on my own. I was to stay in a new hostel. The joy of living as I please without any parental control was overwhelmingly intoxicating. Joy beyond description, beyond measure. Little…
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The Outcast (Page 44)
Our parents’ job requires being constantly on the move. And now that I had reached my final year in high school, they were transfered again, leaving the city for a town I had no idea where it was on the map. Never heard of the town before. There were many popular towns in our country…
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