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If I’m to summarize this week’s pieces in one word , my answer would be strife. Well it’s because these past few weeks have been tough but thank God, I made it out strong. For each piece , I will let you know the circumstances behind it. I hope you enjoy it.

Battles and Us .

We constantly fight battles, it’s one of the common qualities of life . Some times when we are weak , some times when we are strong. In the morning, leading to the birth of this piece. I had to go to school, my alma mater , to finish the last details of my clearance; to get my secondary school testimonial and statement of results. It turned out that I owed the school money , surprisingly ( while I was in jss 2, I didn’t change my bank draft to school reciept and as the policy requires , once the bank draft grows invalid or passes a 6 months time period without use) Now , it’s has been 5 years since then and I had to clear up that debt before I was passed on to another office for the remaining clearance. I particularly went with my Dad , because he doubted that I owed money since the school had never really said anything about owing till I began my clearance . My school conducts clearances every three years and never for once found this out ( for which I had presented all my receipts to be cleared . The officer in charge of my set’s clearance was particularly rude and made remarks that would hurt anyone and as expected, I remained silent and watched as they laughed at my supposed stupidity , all was my fault again( my Dad defended me ) Till a kind officer, stepped in to our rescue. We paid later and my file was moved into another office. I believe now , you understand the poem more.

Siblings .

Siblings are those people who are related by blood; your father’s and mother’s child or children .They could be those close friends who are closer to you as a sibling or more.

You know as a big sister of 6 children ( 3 boys and 3 girls ) btw the ages of 13 – 5 . I often wonder how things would look , when they all grow up , becoming their own persons. I mean for the time being I’m offered so much attention . I am often the one who breaks off the fight ,the one they complain too , the one they run too with so much excitement to share their experiences, the one who fulfills the role of parents when our Parents are off attending to our needs. ( To be honest ) I try to soak in all I can in the moment knowing that soon , they will grow into teenagers and soon into adults. And will no longer depends on me ( don’t get me wrong , I want the best for them, to become independent but it has its hard moments.

Monologue.

You could see this piece as a letter from an old friend or like a discussion from a visiting aged friend. You two , must have heard history, a dark one , which begins to hunt you. He notices , and noting that you to are alike;strange. He comes to know if you are as anxious as he is. This is one piece, I didn’t have a story behind just mere imagination and a little hint of curiosity and dread.

So , that’s it for today’s run down.Thank you for stopping by. Watch out for next weekend’s rundown.

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