THE DROP-OUTS TALE – PART 1/3 – POST 97

Published February 6, 2015 by katysoqewl

It had been one hellava week with all the work.. These managers don’t exact make it very easy on you and frankly they don’t really care that you still only 19 and don’t want to slog like a slave…

I’ve been out of school school for a while now.. Academically I wasn’t that strong and honestly I was the child that made my class not get 100% pass rate, but that never deterred me. I went to a technicon and studied engineering. My family, my parents they had all told me about how useless I was and that I could barely make school. The insults decreased not even by an iota when I started technicon. I was told that it was a boys field and that what kind of women will I be. Boys will never come for proposals and I will end up like my Amina foi, all alone and looking for financial support from my brothers and sisters-in-law. The way I was treated hurt me so much some days that running away and suicide actually crossed my mind.. I am not very religious I must admit and I hope and pray that this changes. My family is not rich like at all and well since I was a drop-out as society says, my parents and siblings name went like below the belt and I have to say that although it has been years, I still feel like I was the reason behind their sadness. It was because of me that they had to go through public humiliation and it was because of me that they were embarrassed to go out for months after that..

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– YOUR SISTER IN ISLAM.

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