It was one of the early days in January, the weather was fogy as harmattan was still in season, the road was isolated because it was festive period and people were still resting due to the holidays. I woke up feeling some kind of funny pain in the lower part of my belly.
I had initially taught I could handle it on my own. I had no intention of telling anyone in my household about the pain, I thought I would take it in and pretend like all was well. But I could not pretend for long as the pain became rather unbearable.
Three hours after I got out of bed, after doing only thirty percent of my chores I went to use the restroom then I saw something strange. I had to call my grandmother who quickly understood and provided me with the necessary support and supplies.
After taking care of me, she moved further by teaching me to understand my body and things to and not to do. In her word she said my daughter you have now become a woman and you must expect your visitor by this date on every other months.
Also you have to be careful and not allow any man to touch you because if any man does you are going to become pregnant and your monthly visitor will not come lastly you need to reduce the amount of sugar you take so as to reduce frequent stomach pain.
After her advice, I knelt down to thank her and went into the room to rest. The period lasted for three days and I was free again. Not long after the school resumed and I totally forgot about monthly flow.
About fifteen days after school had resumed, my grandmother called me one evening after school and said Ade I have been expecting you to request for a new set of sanitary wears but you did not I hope you are not pregnant and if you are I give you from now till weekend to tell me the name of the person that is responsible for the pregnancy.
It was that instant I remember that I have been playing with Joe my sit make in school and he had touched me in many occasions. Then I began to cry because I believe every word my grandmother says. So I believe I was truly pregnant through touching.
On getting to school the following day I went to meet Joe with all the seriousness I was able to gather and I said to him Joe you have impregnated me and my grandmother said I should bring you home. Joe was surprised and he said how possible wo(look) Ade you are not serious please give way I have things to attend to.
I became frustrated and started following him around luke a crazy person insisting that he must come with me to see my grandmother.After what felt like forever, our Home Economics teacher noticed that I had been following Joe all day and decided to know what was going on.
Joe said ma, she is my sit mate and we play together in the class room but I was surprised when she came to meet me today and said her grandmother will like to see me because I impregnated her.
The teacher on hearing that had a good laugh before hearing my own said of the story. When she finally asked, I told her my grandmother said no man must touch mr else my monthly visitor will not come and if my monthly visitor cease to come it only means that I am pregnant.
The visitor was supposed to come in Sunday but I have not seen it till now. The teacher then understood immediately that I have been misinformed so she took her time to teach me the correct things I was supposed to know about women cycle and sex education.
On getting home I discussed what I learnt from my teacher with my grandmother and she did not argue. She said i was only trying to make sure that you do not allow any one take unduly advantage of you and I am sorry for putting you through stress.
Our teacher took her time to organise a two sections sex education for all our class our mates and all questions were answered but that did not end without me getting a new name. My class mates called me Iyawo Joe (Joe's wife) for the rest of the term but it was not funny. All things being equal we thank God for growth.
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