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My most embarrassing moment was......
Twenty one years ago......yeah that long and I still can't shake it off. I was in Junior secondary School two at the time and it was almost the end of the school year, should be towards the end of June. We just had few things on our to do list because we were all preparing for our promotional examinations.
Now before I go ahead and spill the beans of my embarrassing moment, let's walk back a few steps into my early teen years. I was among the early bloomers of puberty in my class. We were about 32 students in the class and it was a mixed school.
When I say early bloomer, I meant that I started to observe my feminine red show (menstrual flow) very early. I remember it started when I was twelve years old and I was initiated into womanhood by my fellow classmates who had also started having theirs ( at least that was what I was told, that once a girl started showing, she has become a woman).
It happened one fateful day while i was in class that my flow started and I wasn't aware of it ( I never felt cramps even till date). I was so focused on reading and revising my notes while at the same time listening to girl's gist from the girls behind me about a Telemundo TV series titled "when you are mine" (it was a hit back then,all about paloma and Diego, hehe). I was engrossed in catching up with what those girl's were saying that I didn't notice my lower body get damp.
While I was being entertained by the girls and their gist, a summons came for me via a student to go to the vice principal's office. I immediately stood up, to answer the summons and as I walked from my desk to the front of the class, that's when I heard the gasps coming from behind me. I turned around to see what the matter was and I saw some of my classmates pointing towards my back side. My school uniform was stained and a red map of blood was plastered there. One girl was kind enough to get up and quickly cover me with her cardigan and that was when it clicked in my head
"I was like oh no,no no! why did this have to happen to me?" I said repeatedly in my head.
I was dumbstruck. As if on cue,those of my classmates who had witnessed my 'walk of shame' began laughing hysterically. I cannot tell how I managed to get out of the class in one piece, without turning to jelly or those of my friends who assisted me in cleaning up but I do know and remember that I wanted to crawl into a gigantic rock, never to be seen again until everyone forgot about that incident,
" I thought to myself"
I remember tying the cardigan around my waist throughout the whole day at school. In fact I became forcibly humble that I did not utter a word til classes dismissed for the day. I also remember not wanting to go to school for the remainder of the term. I just wanted to hide under my blanket but alas, my dad refused me and I surely could not reveal the truth behind my forced stay at home, so with my tail between my legs, I went to school, walked into the class and guess what? another round of hysterical laughter greeted my ears. Aarrrggghhh it was so so embarrassing that I wish I could erase everyone's memories of that event that instant.
As I took my seat admist the laughing and jesting, I made up my mind to not let it get to me. I was hurt a bit but I overcame the feeling after a few days. I also learnt how to laugh through seemingly embarrassing situations and that has helped me not
to hold a grudge against anyone.
" Everyone has embarrassing moments,it shows we are humans. The best way to handle awkward moments is to gracefully move on and if possible try to find humour in the situation"_Diane Domoyer.
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