OKANLAWON
Everyone calls me stupid. Nobody wants to be my friend. My class teacher is fed-up with my condition. She is not happy with me. She will wonder why I do not get things straight like the other pupils but was also careful not to call me names. She will caution other pupils who try to insult me for my disabilities. My mother died about two years ago and the loss depressed me and made me lose interest in a lot of things. She was so supportive but could not achieve much before her demise. I am a Primary Six pupil who cannot write his name correctly. In fact I’m fed up with myself and maybe my friends are right; I am actually stupid. I was pushed to my present class due to my age for I can neither read nor write. The alphabets appear blurred, some inverted others seem absent making it difficult to merge words to form meaningful sentence. Dad now has a new wife as he claims that she will take care of me which got me really scared. Her name is Lucy. Aunty Lucy promised to help me out...