My most fear in life has always been what has not happened or what didn't happen eventually. Whatever I planned to do would eventually be what I feared most, I create a fear of what has not happened in me.
When I joined my new team in school. I will always sit in a quiet space and observe what was going on. I was looking for a place where I would function apart from my academic activities in the school so I joined a News Agency where we upload newsletters, blog post, articles and poems daily. We embark on tours during the mid semester break.
I met new people, made new friends within a short period of time and I got familiar with my group. For over three months, I became occupied with my studies so I didn't have the opportunity of joining any tour so far. Soon another opportunity to embark on a tour came again and this time my schedule was free for the next two weeks. I paid for the tour immediately because I was excited to go outside and see behind the school walls.
My biggest fear began when I got to know where we were going. A media house in another state. My fear and worry was the news I have had about the place we were going. It is known to be an insecured place where the highest number of kidnapping cases have been heard. I grew up to know that area as an insecured place to travel. I became so scared as different imaginations kept flashing through my mind. Fear dreaded me so much that I didn't want to go any longer. I was scared of telling my parents where I was going because I knew they wouldn't allow me to go because of security. Everyone seems to be calm about it because they have probably journeyed through the area and nothing went wrong with them. I told my friend about it and she told me to put my mind at rest and be positive. She made it clear that she has travelled past the place and nothing happened.
However, I have always informed my parents anywhere I was going, and I would like to inform them about this trip also but I was scared of what their reaction would be. Just as I was lost in my own thoughts, my phone rang and it's my mum.
"Hi mum" I tried to sound excited so that I can hide my worry.
"My daughter, how are you today? She asked with her audible voice.
"I'm fine mum" I replied.
"I hope you are reading very well ?
"Yes ma'am, I am trying my best"
"Okay my daughter, take care of yourself"
"Okay ma........." After a long silence I decided to inform her about my journey.
"Mummy, I want to tell you that I will be traveling away from school this weekend"
"Traveling to where? She asked.
"We are going to a media house in Kogi State" This time, I was expecting to get an earful but my mum made a deep breath and asked.
"Have you informed your dad about it"?
"Not yet ma" I replied her. I was very worried for myself.
"Let me tell your dad and call you back" She replied and ended the call.
Few hours passed, no call yet. My heart was racing very fast. I was able to manage my fear to some extent and risk going for the tour but my parents decision will terminate my plan. I knew they will never allow me travel that far and risk my life. My phone started ringing and this time it was my dad. To my greatest surprise, he told me to go for the trip. It was as if I was dreaming, he told me to be very careful and he spoke with our tour guide and gave him some helpful information. Of course throughout our journey, my parents won't stop calling me to monitor my movement. At last, we got back safely after three days and I was so happy that we had a smooth journey. I called my parents when I got back to my hostel and thanked them.
