Things I Am Not Forgetting Anytime Soon.

There are so many times, days, event in my life that I'd because of the experience; maybe joy, fun, regret or lessons learnt.

I'll never forget the first time I haf a physical fight. It was with a school mate while I was in Junior Secondary School 1, I was still very little in size and age. I can't remember what exactly the boy did to me to have made me fought with him. We fought from my seat to the front of the class till we got to the big black board in front of the class. Guess what, no one tried to separate us 😂, it was during break and all other kids were busy consuming their food. I remember this boy was aggressive and didn't want to leave me so I had to hit his head on the wall several times to make him leave me. It wasn't something I am proud of, and I have never fought with anyone since then up till date.

I'll never forget the first time I tried to ask a girl out in my secondary school, I was just saying gibberish and stammering like a bleating goat (I lost my steeze that day..arghh😂) My friends pushed me to ask her out that day, so I wasn't even prepared and went straight to meet her. But, the girl didn't have a problem with that because she really liked me back then and understood what I was trying to say to her.

I'll never forget the first time I lied to my mom. It was at night, the generator was on and we were all eating and seeing a movie together in the parlour . I was done eating so I took my plate to the kitchen. On my way back, I saw a can malt drink on the table close to our dinner room. I decided to sit, hold the can malt and was playing with it. Till now, I don't know exactly why I decided to put a hole in the can malt with a pin that was on the table. Worse part was that I didn't even drink the malt from the tiny hole I made on it, I left it and joined others to watch the movie. Not too long, my mom stood up, went to the dinner room and saw that the malt was leaking. My name was the first she called, she asked in our language, who did this to the malt and I said I didn't now.

Unfortunately, my facial expression was saying otherwise. I couldn't fake it, she knew and called me an idiot. First time ever that my mom would insult me. I later found out that the malt was not ours, she kept it for someone and it was almost time for the person to come get it that night; no shop was open at that time to go and get another one before the owner comes for the malt.

I'll never forget my first relationship, chaaaiii. Man was deep in love and was so confident about it, I still remember long hours of chat on Facebook messenger, leaving rehearsal straight to her house and getting to my own house past 9/10pm. It was obvious that we loved each other. We were members of the same church and both in the choir department. I did every mushy and silly thing lovers do. It was my first relationship and God knows when I'll fall in love again talk more of when I'll be in a second one.

I'll never forget the first time I stood my ground and confronted my mom and sisters to stop having a say about my hair style. It was no longer bearable for me that day because I changed my hairstyle about 3 times and yet they always have something to point out. I wasn't even afraid, they were the ones who were shocked by my reaction and confidence. After all my drama, I realised my confidence and manner of communication was a bit more than my age at that time;I prayer to God that it won't back fire on me😂😂.

I could continue talking about things I'll never forget about like the first time I made soup, first time I drove my dad's car without his consent,etc but the prompt stated that we talk about just 5.

_{The first two images were gotten on Canva, while the last one is mine.}

_{This is my response to the HiveNaija weekly prompt, Edition 57. Check it out here}