This is very easy for me. I communicate with people through short notes a lot. Even up to now, I can just be sitting and having my quiet time, and if you come to talk to me, provided there is a pen and paper there, I might just pick them up, write what I want to tell you, give it to you, and hold my silence. And this has happened countless times.
Maybe it's my nature because I find it kind of heavy to open my mouth and talk to you. So I will just write it. I communicate through short notes a lot, right from when I was small.
I attended a boarding school, and that year, most of the time, when we wanted to speak to our parents, we would just write letters and hand them over to the school management, who would make sure they were delivered to our parents. And I became so used to it.
I remember a couple of times when I would have issues with my brother. Maybe he offended me or I offended him. My elder brother is a peaceful person who doesn't want someone to hold anything against him. So if we had issues like this, whether he was at fault or I was at fault, he would still come back and beg me to forgive him.
And as the kind of person I am, with the anger still in me, I would find it heavy to open my mouth and tell him that I had forgiven him. So what I would do is pick up a piece of paper, write that I had forgiven him, put it somewhere I knew he would probably see it, and then walk away.
It sounds somehow, but that's how I do it.
But now that there are phones where I could write text messages and other things, I'm not as used to those short notes as I was before. But looking back, honestly, I have done a lot of things with notes.
I still remember back then in school, whenever someone offended me or did something I didn't like, all I would do was go and write a short note for him, express myself anonymously, and then put it somewhere I knew he was obviously going to see it. And I always did it anonymously. And it has actually solved some of the problems.
I got back home today, only to find out that NEPA had come and cut our light. I was shocked because they never brought any bill for us. So why would they come and cut the light if they hadn't brought any bill?
Immediately, I went back and went to the NEPA office. I complained to them that we hadn't seen any bill and they had just come and cut our light. Only for them to tell me that they had brought a bill to our house.
I said, "But we didn't see anything." They insisted that they did. And the person who claimed he brought it said he placed it on the wall. It was just outside our street, he said. So he did not know where the bills were usually placed. So it could be that when he placed it there, someone came and removed it, and we didn't see anything. But I wonder why someone would just come and remove in a public is on the wall. I mean forward reason?
And he said is not something that the hand of children can reach so it must be an adult.
I had to pay the money there for them to come and reconnect the light.
I remember there were some notes I would write to someone, but he or she wouldn't see them. And I didn't like it that way.
As much as I love writing and enjoy writing notes, I have this friend of mine who is the opposite. It was also back then in school, and his name is Kefas. He dislikes notes. He even dislikes copying notes in class. Whenever the teacher comes to the class to check notes, he is always a victim of having incomplete notes.
Whenever he is copying notes, he would just jump because he always copies slowly. So when the person writing on the board was far from him, he would jump from where he was to where the person was and continue copying.
But I would always advise him and tell him to keep practising writing. Maybe he would soon start to enjoy it. And it has been a long time since we graduated from primary school I don't really know where he is right now.