Examination Comes With Cane in My Family.

My story isn’t fictional though it resembles a well scripted fictional tale.
Today’s memory is a rather fond one, I was in primary 4, Mum registered me for Common Entrance Examinations. Since I wasn’t in primary 5 yet, she registered me as a private student in a government school and I was made to wear their uniform and write the exam with strangers.

I remember that exam very clearly, during the exam, little sheets were passed out for cheating, otherwise known as expo. But since I was known not to be a student of that school despite my camouflage uniform, it wasn’t passed to me and I only got to know about it as I walked home with some of the students. The supposed last student to use the sheet brought it out of her socks where she had hidden it after use and we talked about it.


Result publishing day came and mum returned from work with bad news; she said I didn’t pass the exams. She beat me black and blue while uttering the words “upon your private school education, fat Ada(who was in primary 6 by the way)passed!” Well what did I know? I cried myself to sleep.


Two weeks later mum returns home with snacks for me from an eatery, apparently she met a teacher from the school I registered and wrote the common entrance who asked her why I didn’t come for the interview, and she replied that I didn’t pass the common entrance. The lady tells her that that was not true and walks her to the notice board to check the list again. Loo and behold, my name was number one on the list with the highest score!


My brother had a similar experience. He Wrote an exam to enter an elite Secondary School, after much fees had been paid for lessons and forms, he writes it then comes home to reassess his scripts. Then he says to mum, “mummy, I think I didn’t know the answer to No 6, so I put No 7 answer in No 6 position and so on all the way to 100”. Let me leave the end of the story to your imagination. And like in my case, results came in favorable to him.

Loving each day as my last keeps me sane, I remind myself that “Judith you got just one life.”

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