Too Much Education is Catastrophic
Your nursery school teacher preached something into your ear and it got into your head. You moved into junior, middle and senior level and the message is now clear. You are a woman. Fight for your rights!! You are made to believe that you must wage war against men; at home and at school. As if all men are coming after something so precious that you possess.
Everybody is too eager to praise the girl. When a boy achieves something
good, all he gets is: "WHATEVER!!!” Newspapers, television, all are
splashed with news about the girl child. Philanthropic individuals are moved to
Sponsor girls’ NOT boys’. Someone has to pay fees, buy girls pads, and under garments.
A boy has to do with one, till it’s tattered and infested with bugs. Everybody
is taking care of the girl- Boys are on their own.
Now you study so hard that you qualify for University. When you
arrive there, it suddenly downs on you that three quarters of your class are girls.
Suddenly boys are scarce. Then you think that boys are dim-wits. That’s why
they didn’t make it to University. You start to disrespect them.
You meet this elderly man. He looks like a man of means. You fall
for the big car, fat wallet, and the protruding stomach. He whispers to you how
much he loves you. How big your wedding will be. You are chauffeured into the tuition
area countless times. You now own an apartment which you don’t pay for. It’s well
furnished. Your wardrobe hosts some of the latest fashion. You own an expensive
phone, a tablet, and numerous pairs of shoes. You post on your Instagram photos
of your dinner at Hotel Kempinsky and your vacations at Dubai.
You then get yourself pregnant. And your guy…sorry…old man…sorry…sponsor…I
don’t even know….claims that you have a boyfriend at the Campus.
“How could you? We were careful!”
He even volunteers that he has a wife and three kids.
One day you go back to your crib and find a gaping hole. At least
he left behind your clothes, you console yourself.
“Your boyfriend came for things and claimed you were moving houses”,
you are told by your neighbor.
“You mean you didn’t know?” she scoffs.
You leave in a hurry as a crowd starts to form. That night, you
put up at a friend’s place.
Suddenly your account runs dry. His phone is off. Your number is
blocked. The “fool” went ahead to block you in Facebook, Instagram, Twitter,
email…you name it!
You try the address he gave you. You find an elderly couple that
doesn’t even know what you are talking about:
“What was that name again? ....Thompson? We don’t know anybody by
that name. We have lived here all our lives”.
Then it starts to settle. Your dream is over. Suddenly you are so much
awake.You have been duped. You sit down. You stand. You feel dizzy. Confused.
You contemplate a number of things; Abortion? Suicide? (To be continued)