About Your Primary Or Secondary School In Nigeria

I never went to school i know
but i hav all my degrees down 2 BSC


u went to school but u never attended class
u don't even know the name or face of your teacher
don't let me pour ma A.C.I.D on u Mann

where should i begin?,  i went to oluyole private school in Ibadan and it was fun all the way, all those things we did when i was small still makes me laugh today. playing mummy and daddy with my classmates or is it celebrating your birthday in school and the fun thing about it is that u get to wear mufti so all eyes will be on you. i can also remember all the father Xmas that came to my school then oh and before i forget, if you remember this old mirinda advert about the 3 orange men, well they came to my primary school.
     At least you get the picture of what primary school was like.

      Secondary school was also 50% fun Cos i attended the vale college Ibadan for my first three years and being a private school, it was filled with chics and lots and lots of socials, but when i came to Lagos, u can only imagine, i finished from the Lagos state model college kankon, badagry and believe me when i tell you, it taught me a lot about people, life and things generally, not that i don't have good memories about the school, but i was drilled to the core.

      I remember my first day in kankon, i was given all the normal things given to new boarders, clothes, uniform, etc but that night, your guess is as good as mine.

      Well, that is a general preview of what primary and secondary school was like for me.

                                            djcrucifix

Wandungu,

you seem to have met some of our old habits while we were in GCK.

I also had the best time of my life in GCK.

My primary school was fun. If tea will be my breakfast l will not take the tea rather l will use the milk and prepare ice cream to take to school. The day my dad discovered this hem he dealth with me.
Mine we were thought how to right in arabic.

oh visimi lahi ramanu rahim (thats our short prayer)

My Sec was also fun. Had some good friends ( Lahira,Fransis,Ishatu,Juliana)They were my good friends.

a terrible school during our time

In my Jss2, I passed the night at a friend's room on campus. While sleeping, I think I may have had a bad dream, can't recall, but I do remember being woken up to my friend's screams.  The incident as he told me later was that a ghost had appeared in his dream. He approached him and wanted to -- , so when my friend woke up, he saw a white cloth in the dormitory that he mistook for the appearance of a ghost. So, he screamed out loud, and the senior student rebuked him.

I heard him scream and held tightly to the bed, apparently scared of the commotion. Almost immediately or so, another of his roommate woke up and yelled out, "Nyak Ofong, Nyak Offong", "Leave my cloth, Leave my cloth", to an unimaginary being. Nobody knows what was going on, but I think it was the effect of a nightmare. Still, when morning rolled in, some of my roommates were asking me to relay what exactly had happened at my friend's dormitory. That night, when, I made an appearance again, nna, my friend was already armed with the Holy Bible, telling me that he was going to unleash it on any unimaginary being that may trespass at his side. So much for nightmares.

Another one.

The subject of witchcraft, plus the fear of darkness, had crept into the psyche of students that some students were reluctant to venture far out of their dormitory after lights out. Our toilet was very close to the field, and my high school was almost visible to the neighbouring village, Afaha. So, sometimes at nighttime, when students felt the urge to visit the restroom, they would beg you to accompany them to the toilet. At times, you will be scared, and turn down their pleas. The bolder ones, with their lantern, would tread to the restroom and come back later on. The timid ones, either held onto their bladder or --. Such fears were founded, because Nigerians, generally are very supersitious. However, superstition would land the unforunate student in trouble. One morning, we had woken up to realize that my classmate had defecated in the dormitory. His excuse was that nobody would accompany him to the toilet. He was beaten up by some classmates.

I also loved it when the moonlight would radiate brightly at nighttime. The daring students would sneak out of the hostel and pluck mangoes at neighbouring seminary. Myself, I would fetch water with some friends at the tap water, and oh, then, we would come back and just gist about life generally. It all seems like yesterday, and even right now, I am just relieving the fond memories of dormitory life with my roommates, going to the stream in the afternoon, fetching water at nighttime under the radiance of the moon. Some of my classmates (girls) would be there, and the brightness of the moon would banish the fears that we had of the dark. High school experience, indeed was such a memorable experience, even after nearly 2 decades. Living in Nigeria was fun, for the most part.

How I long for those days.

www.Nigerianmemories(dot)blogspot(dot)com

went to a boarding school.
memories of bush babies. madam kiokio, bunkshaker and days of soaking garriumsulphate

Anybody here go to Pampers Private School, Surulere.

You guys nostalgia don grab me o those were the dayz men. I attended carol nursery and primary school when it was in akiode ojodu lagos. How many remember ten ten ten ten ten ten ten ten ere pa lo wa ere pa lowa ere pa lowa se.
and french classes; lundi, mardi, mecredi, jeudi, vendredi, samedi e dimanche.
fan lolly, orange, walls ice cream refreshing and creamy.
My grand fathers clock was to last for a year though it stood nintey years on the wall,
The cock is dead the cock is dead the cock is dead the cock is dead he will never see coco di coco die, coco coco coco coco di coco die.
What of HIP for the Hip for the Hip po po  PO PO for the HIP PO PO and TAMUS for the Hipopotamus HIPOPOTAMUS
I go still remember o just wait small Hope u feelin Hope u feelin Hope u feeling fine,

ol Lord who will ever forget this games,i still play it sha whem am around my cuzs and little sisters sha

i went to O.A.You STAFF SCHOOL ILE IFE
also FIRST FOUNDATION NURSERY & PRIMARY SCHOOL MAYFAIR ILE IFE

The low level performance of students in mathematics calls for concern.reports from the relevant authority shows csomething has to be done immediately.As a maths teacher for so many years now, i understand the problem has to be tackled right from the basics-the early stage of a childs life.Most student go into secondray school having a very terrible foundation in the subject and has a result they struggle throughout high school.We really have to do something about this to correct the situation.I am presently working on aproject that will address the problem.I hope to reveal this in due course.
sesantek
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i went to OSCCO. kneeling in the sun,washings toilets,cutting grasses,12 thrashes of pankere, dey brot out d best in us though,tough but sweet memories!