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A BIG BROTHER ALWAYS COMES IN HANDY




You remember your first day of school, I don't but my mother tells me that I cried and didn’t want to leave her arms. Who could blame me, I was 3 years old and had to be carried to this God forsaken new place. A place where everyone dressed the same and there were people my size but in different shapes and shades. Then there was this bigger person who I had never seen before giving orders. I figure it must have been hell for me especially since I was a first born and only child at the time. Well, since I figure that I adjusted pretty well then it must have set precedence because I always kinda fear going to new places but i feel excited when I actually have to head to a new place. There is this nagging feeling in my body that anything could happen whether good or bad but the bottom line is it will be different.
Its not as exciting for everyone, to some a change in environment is akin to torture. New faces, different culture and the constant anxiety that you may step on toes sometimes can get the better of you. We all have the need to fit in, those who don’t are a bunch of miserable snobs , and we do our best to try to.

So you have made it out of preschool and the kids are getting bigger and the ones behind you seem to be getting smaller every year. What else is there to do but go to the next school. Same shit , different day in primary school except this time you have gotten the hang of being around strangers and if you havent then you were probabaly 'That guy'. Don't pretend like you didn't have 'that guy' at your school. Remember the loner, not the nerd since at least he had a reason from staying away from the rest of us. The kid who stays indoors when its time to go out and play also known as the introverts. If you were an introvert then i guess you had your own coping mechanism because the rest of us depended on each other to get through most of these schools.

I don't want to digress but I can assure that 90 % of the people reading this blog have moved from school to school or job to job because they knew somebody or their parents knew someone.
That’s why I think however much you try to resist it, a bigger brother is always needed….

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