Walking through the gates of AGISS for the first time in a uniform was an experience my whole being dreaded. I hurriedly walked to the school block and entered the first Arts class but since I didn’t get a seat, I had no option but to enter the second class – A2 aka Shakers.
I entered the class looking like a church mouse seeking sanctuary, as I found a place to sit. I sat down with mixed feelings; I was nervous, angry and felt so uncomfortable as I scrutinized the class with its height and width alongside the girls that made up its voluminous matter. I found myself in a class and in a school as a whole with girls from all walks of life.
I had a hell of a time trying to mingle with the others who seemed to be too busy with themselves. Others who looked too cool to be approached whiles others gave the ‘stay away’ look. I had to combat this and try very hard to adapt to my new environment.
I finally made two friends in my first year, Dorothy Dawson and Barbara Akanko. These two girls formed the soul and heart of our friendship. They were so fun to be with as we chatted lots of times, solved problems together, ate together etc.
Until I came to the boarding house, I never knew how to tolerate other people with different characters, behaviour and people who had different perspectives about life. Being in A2 has really taught me to be tolerant, kind and nice to everyone.
In all my days spent in the confines of AGISS, I prayed that one day I would complete and leave for good. I thought this prayer would never be answered, I thought this dream would never materialize. But look, I find myself here, four months to completion but a part of me doesn’t want to leave. I will truly miss this class, my friends and mates.
I would truly miss Rhodaline my listening ear, who I could blabber my thoughts out to, who listens without judging or interrupting my speech. I will forever miss those moments when we walked through the streets of AGISS talking, having fun and sometimes just keeping silent.
I will also forever miss the moments spent with my Jekwellistic Naa Ama. I will miss our day dreaming, our what ifs, our maybe’s, etc.
I will truly miss this Shakers Abodam Squard.
God bless.