When I saw this week prompt, I was like which mistake should I pick because I have plenty of it. Making mistake is one of humans superpowers, it doesn't really matter how intelligent a person is, no one is immune to making mistakes. With that being said, I still have to think for awhile which of the mistakes I have to nail, is it the rare ones or common ones.
I find it quite funny, it is just last week we are talking about and I already have plenty of mistakes to pick from, what about if it is yesterday, I will still have a mistake to talk about. You might be thinking, he is the careless or reckless type, I'm not, in fact I'm far from it. I'm an over-thinker and I don't embark on any action without thinking about it thoroughly.
For a person like me, making costly mistake is almost impossible, i calculate every single scenario very careful before choosing to act but then, in the absence of no costly mistakes, there are some little and petty ones that escapes even the mind of an over-thinker. This one I'm about to talk about happened on Sunday, my own week starts on Mondays not Sundays lol, lets dive into it.
I have high tolerance for most things but not hunger, I don't joke with food, food is like the fuel that powers my brain. Every Sunday before going to church I always make sure I eat something, though is never something heavy. Most times, it is either oat, custard, noodles or spaghetti or occasionally rice. The thing is I'm not a fan of eating anything heavy as breakfast especially on busy days, if I do, my body will feel too heavy to take on the task planned.
Sundays are always busy for me, I have lot of things to do in church but last week Sunday, I was in so much hurry because I woke up late and I was only able to take about 4 spoons out of the oat I made for breakfast before heading out. Before I got to church I knew I was going to regret it because my stomach was already giving me signal of battery low. Sunday service was booming with songs of praise and worship, I could feel the hunger rampaging through every bone in my body. In order not to lose my steeze, I maintained composure.
By 12 noon, the Sunday service was already coming to an end, I was already calculating how fast I could get home, if Barry Allen could do it, I can do better. I knew not to pass through our church front door to avoid anyone stopping me for church discussion, I have already wrapped my bag and positioned myself near the side door, immediately the Lord's prayer was said, I took few steps backward and that was how I escaped.
Well, I thought I escaped, the moment jumped through the door I was facing our youth president, he was like I have been searching for you in church, I exclaimed; ehn ehn. He was not really paying any attention to the mixed signals I was giving him, he continued by saying, "our pastor wants to address us". I nodded in acceptance to what he said, hoping that he would leave but he didn't. He said, what are you waiting for? he held my hand and dragged me along. I knew I was in trouble because our pastor's speech is never short.
By the time our pastor was done with addressing us, I was already seeing rainbows. Everything was already looking blurry and it felt like a thousand needle was piercing through my lower abdomen. Still trying to maintain composure but I can feel it slipping through my fingers. Lucky me, I got a free ride home but some people could guess that there was something wrong with me because I'm the cheerful type in church, making jokes and crusing in meetings is kind my thing but on this day it wasn't.
If fact, if anybody had looked at me the wrong way, he or she would have gotten a piece of my mind. I was quiet throughout the meeting and when I got home, I staggered through the door and I trashed through my remaining oat like a cat dismembering a rat. I'm just glad that I had goldenmore at home, if not, cassava flakes would have been my next choice because I was too hungry and tired to cook anything.
What did I learn from the experience? do you even need to ask? I'm never trying such a thing ever again. In fact I knew that was going to happen the moment I stepped out without eating properly but then I just felt that I would be able to manage but I guess not, it is really astonishing, when you think about how hunger can affect the whole body.
This write-up was inspired by weekly prompt "The biggest mistake last week" in hive student connect community.
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