Curiosity at times gets one into trouble, and sometimes it shapes one's life. In my case, my curiosity taught me a big lesson in my life and helped me become a better version of myself. Growing up as a teenage girl, I wanted to explore and do what my friends were doing without thinking of the consequences. I'm always warned by my parents not to get involved in things that I know are wrong, but that youthful exuberance is always there to push me around, and instead of controlling it, I allowed it to control me instead, and in the aftermath, I lost one of my cherished treasures. You might all be wondering what that is, right?
My uncle, who resides in the United States of America, came to Nigeria for a visit after being gone for almost 10 years, and he decided to surprise every one of us with gifts. He gave me gold earrings as a gift. I so cherish this earring, and that makes me put it on occasionally just to keep it safe, but I guess one thing can take it away from me so soon, and that's curiosity. One faithful day, I wore the earrings to school just to show my friends and to boast of having an uncle outside the country. I removed them from my ears to show them, and amidst the discussion, one of them said, "I thought they said gold passes through fire and still doesn't get destroyed?"
I started having this curious feeling in my heart about trying to pass it through fire to see if it would get destroyed or not. I want to find out the components that make up the earrings and see if they are durable and fire-resistant. I put it back on, and when I got home that day, I decided to experiment with what I'd been thinking, but there isn't a burning fire through which I can pass it because, according to the research that I did and what my friend says, it requires a hot burning fire. Then I decided to keep it until the next day; probably there would be enough fire to perform my experiment.
Becoming impatient as my curiosity got intense, I decided to light the fire myself. I got some of my old clothes, which I'm not wearing again, and decided to get them burned to perform my long-awaited experiment. "Operation checking the durability," I said to myself with a bright smile on my face, not knowing I was on a journey to lose my treasure. I gathered the clothes outside and started the fire.
I added other refuse I gathered around just to ignite the fire, and I can say I did a good job because it was indeed a red fire. I removed one of my cherished gold earrings and inserted it into a tiny twig of dried stick I picked up from the ground and placed it across the fire. I wanted it to take a longer period to ascertain my point if it's fire-resistant or not, but after a while, you wouldn't imagine what happened. I feel so sad right now. Anyway, after a while, I took out the stick only to see that my gold earring had melted away. I was in shock; I nearly had a heart attack.t that point, I didn't know what to do; the only thing I found myself doing was crying, with tears rolling down my cheeks.
I let my curiosity get the better of me, and in the end, I lost my treasure, which left me with regret, but I learned a lifelong lesson that is enough to live a worthy life.
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