Many people believe the word “learn” is only associated with school.
They think school is the only place where learning takes place. I, too had that same mindset once, long ago, when I was little. But as I grew, I got to see that learning can be anywhere and anytime, lessons can be taught by anyone, anything or even.
The most valuable lessons that make me today I learned from my mom, my dad, other people and some personal life experiences.
As a girl, I have learned most life lessons from my mom.
One very important value instilled in me by my mom that has shaped who I am today is being a non-conformist. I took it seriously, and in boarding school, a time in my life when the pressure to be a sheep in a large herd was overwhelming.
But still I kept to my mother's words, and at a point it seemed I was turning into a loner, but in time I started seeing the value in being myself. I stayed out of trouble that almost everyone often fell into, like breaking little rules for no reason, because of the belief that, as a senior student, you must live a particular lifestyle. And people respected me for being different and having a mind of my own.
A lesson life itself taught me is to be careful on whom to defend. You see that saying “I got your back” needs thorough thinking before uttering that word to anyone. Apart from trust and knowing the person, one needs to think at least about logic and facts first. You can't just say "I know this person can't do something like this because I know the person,” and then not consider everything before coming to a decision. You need to make findings and be ready to be shocked at any time because the truth is you can never know someone completely, you can only feel you do, trust me.
My experience was in secondary School. After exams, we were promoted to the next class and moved to a senior hostel. In the process of this movement, we were reshuffled and the three corners close to mine were all friends. There was this girl, she had been my friend for a long time, but was in a different hostel. But this time her bed was beside mine, and we spent a lot of time together. We were okay living together for some time before the problem of things going missing started.
For some time, I was out of the loop because everyone had already assumed that it couldn't be me, because they knew I wasn't capable of such.
So one morning I came back from morning labour, and it seemed like they were holding a meeting in my corner.
I joined the talk just to find out they all had one suspect in common. It was the girl. At first I didn't believe it and even started asking why they believed she was responsible. It was then that they told me of the girls stealing history. It was like I was a friend to someone I thought I knew but was different.
I even went to her to confirm everything I have heard, and she managed to defend herself and convinced me she has changed. Every time they talked about her, I defended her. But one day, after a confrontation and many threats, she came out with the truth. I was shocked, disappointed and kind of scared. It was then I learned that no matter how well you think you can trust someone, never trust them without a safety net ready for the worst. It might seem like insecurity, but maybe that is the price of protecting yourself from fake faces.
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