Kenneth Cole – Eii1 min read
By the time I was sent off to boarding school, I had learnt to be by myself and to mind my business. I was lonely but could never show it because I was brought up to be independent. My parents never practised any religion because Sunday was the only day they had to rest at home. You would think that those Sundays should have been spent with us their children; they were spent telling us to stay out of their way. The only nanny that dared to tell us about the love of Christ was sent packing when my youngest sibling asked my mother why she never told us there was a man named ‘Jesus’. The name ‘Jesus’ was soon to be forgotten after the daring nanny left. My high school memories are filled with the struggle to stay constantly at the top of my class to avoid my parents’ anger and also to seek their attention and approval. Their approval I never got and definitely not their attention.
My quest for attention and approval brought good returns when I finished as the best graduating student in my class. I was given a full scholarship to attend any University of my choice in the United States of America. You would think that it should have drawn my parents to me and make them notice me a little more, but that was not the case. The news of the scholarship was received like it was something that happened every minute, everywhere in the world. I was so distraught but consoled myself thinking maybe the distance would make them miss me just a little. My quest continued.
To be continued…