Class of 2001...Our Memories
Fictional accounts based on personal stories of ourselves and of our peers...
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
SWEET VALLEY AND M & B
As a typical Nigerian child i grew up reading Enid Blyton's books and it was rather fascinating. She had different series like Famous Five, Secret Seven, The Mallory Towers Series, St Claires, The Three Golliwogs and so many others.Those books were my favorite read in Elementary school but when i got to QC, i found there was a different demand and that was most especially for the Sweet Valley Series. There was Sweet Valley Kids, Sweet Valley High and Sweet Valley University. Anyone who had any of those books had a treasure.Girls would swap garri or cereal to read Sweet Valley. It had become an addiction for some, i remember how some girls would put the book in between textbooks so that it would appear like the textbook was being read and that happened during English literature. Other books a QC girl may give up lunch or their early morning bread and egg for was Mills and Boon romance Collection of novels. Danielle Steel as well as Harlequin Romance a subsidiary of Mills and Boon. Great Memories.
SS2 PHYSICS PROJECT
Physics was one tough class especially SS2. Back then we had our syllabi divided into Mechanics, Heat, Light, Sound, Electricity and Nuclear Physics,the sylabbi was similar to college level Physics. This time we were on the Electricity part of the textbook and all i could hear back then was amps, coulombs,volts, watts, parallel and series.Oh my goodness. We were given a take home project and the content of the project was to build a house and electrivally wire the house showing series and parallel connection. Those were Form Order Points and this project was no joke. I didnt even know where to start from. Most girls had begun theirs, some people had already made their houses out of wood, something a carpenter would put together and an electrician would wire, All those houses looked similar even though they were different sizes. Two weekends before it was due for submission, i built my house with LEGO. As a child, i was fascinated with those colored building pieces and i loved my house because it was painted (since the bricks were colored). It was a red and white house with a red roof, the windows were yello and it had a green lawn.
I had the local electrician wire it for me after giving him directions on what i wanted him to do. It as fun watching him connect the house and he showed me the switches for the parallel connection and one for the series connection.
I took my house to school on the day it was due and a lot of my class girls and other corridor girls were in awe. No one else had a house like mine and a lot of people asked me questions while i was in line to defend my project. I cannot forget the look on Mrs Njoku's face when she saw the elegant architecture. She was in serious awe, she asked me to turn on the switches to demonstrate the parallel and series connection which i did. The light bulbs came on and brilliantly lit up the house, I gave my little demonstration and that was how i got my points. She said it was the most beautiful and creative house she had ever seen since the inception of the project.
I had the local electrician wire it for me after giving him directions on what i wanted him to do. It as fun watching him connect the house and he showed me the switches for the parallel connection and one for the series connection.
I took my house to school on the day it was due and a lot of my class girls and other corridor girls were in awe. No one else had a house like mine and a lot of people asked me questions while i was in line to defend my project. I cannot forget the look on Mrs Njoku's face when she saw the elegant architecture. She was in serious awe, she asked me to turn on the switches to demonstrate the parallel and series connection which i did. The light bulbs came on and brilliantly lit up the house, I gave my little demonstration and that was how i got my points. She said it was the most beautiful and creative house she had ever seen since the inception of the project.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Graduation
Even the most interesting, exciting things must come to an end. Our time in QC also came to an end, although our set was slightly different as we had exams scheduled for after our graduation. I know, don't ask.
Ah well, we took on the graduation call with gumption. Some people were happy to be graduating, others were wondering where all that time had gone. 6 years had literally flown by.
Graduation day was a beautiful ceremony. We were attired in different styles of clothing, all with white as their common theme. Proud parents were also in attendance in the assembly hall. The place it all began, and the place, it all ended.
We cried, we made promises to keep in touch, made promises to remain best friends for ever. Little did we know that our world, as we knew it, was to be changed forever. And it had to, as we were all going to be dispersed to different parts of the country, and the world! Fortunately, post-graduation, we have the internet, facebook, twitter and all these other mediums that help us to remain in touch.
I digress. After the speeches, and the handover from one head girl to another, the ceremony ended. and then the real exciting part (for the remaining QC students!). This is because the tradition was to bring food and goodies for the boarders to celebrate our graduation.
Oh the excitement, oh the rush for food.....food...food...
Then it was goodbye, until results day. although in our cases, it was good bye until the next Monday, when we had to sit exams!
Ah well, we took on the graduation call with gumption. Some people were happy to be graduating, others were wondering where all that time had gone. 6 years had literally flown by.
Graduation day was a beautiful ceremony. We were attired in different styles of clothing, all with white as their common theme. Proud parents were also in attendance in the assembly hall. The place it all began, and the place, it all ended.
We cried, we made promises to keep in touch, made promises to remain best friends for ever. Little did we know that our world, as we knew it, was to be changed forever. And it had to, as we were all going to be dispersed to different parts of the country, and the world! Fortunately, post-graduation, we have the internet, facebook, twitter and all these other mediums that help us to remain in touch.
I digress. After the speeches, and the handover from one head girl to another, the ceremony ended. and then the real exciting part (for the remaining QC students!). This is because the tradition was to bring food and goodies for the boarders to celebrate our graduation.
Oh the excitement, oh the rush for food.....food...food...
Then it was goodbye, until results day. although in our cases, it was good bye until the next Monday, when we had to sit exams!
Etiquette
Etiquette. Sometime towards the end of our time at QC, our principal decided we needed to be taught on how to be ladies, before being sent off to the outside world (ahem, UniLag!)
So, in come 2 poised ladies, who taught us how to walk, speak, laugh, enter a car, arrange cutlery, make a bed, etc. All very useful I must say, although I am not sure to what extent we, their audience fully appreciated them. I for one took it on board, well, how to enter a car (Did if for all of 2 weeks and stopped as it just was so tedious - that said, it does come in handy when you are entering/leaving a car for a date......)
We were taught not to laugh too loudly, we were taught to speak well, we were taught to walk gracefully. You know, all those lovely things that one would always wish that one's children knew.
So, in come 2 poised ladies, who taught us how to walk, speak, laugh, enter a car, arrange cutlery, make a bed, etc. All very useful I must say, although I am not sure to what extent we, their audience fully appreciated them. I for one took it on board, well, how to enter a car (Did if for all of 2 weeks and stopped as it just was so tedious - that said, it does come in handy when you are entering/leaving a car for a date......)
We were taught not to laugh too loudly, we were taught to speak well, we were taught to walk gracefully. You know, all those lovely things that one would always wish that one's children knew.
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