Warming up
Thriving in new environments has never been a feat of mine. I take time to adapt to everything. New routines, new tasks, new groups, they have always required me to take a step back first before a full indulgence. I remember some time in late 2012 my dad called me to watch him polish his shoes. "When you're off in school nobody will do this for you, it's best you learn." I paid attention and learned how to get the perfect polished look on shoes. That year I had undergone various preparatory changes, I had been circumcised and was staying with one of my older male cousins a high-schooler by then. I was being prepared for my first experience of boarding school at 10 years old. January 2013 came and I was enrolled into a school somewhere in the middle of Syokimau, a place I had only been once, during my interview for said school. The school itself was a sorry sight compared to what I was used to in Lavington. No green grass, no attractive uniforms, no compassionate micr...
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