The song ringing in my head is one of the songs we sing in my primary school when the holiday is over, which is "Holiday is over, there is morning bell, there is teacher's whip, welcome teacher, Welcome scholar, I hope you enjoy your jolly holiday" and this song always saddens my heart because holiday time is one of the best times in one's life. A time when you can sleep and wake up when you wish. A time when the alarm will go on break too, a time you can decide to chill out with friends and family and basically for fun nothing to be stressed about.
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For me, the holiday season is the only time I have to get adequate rest I need, and during the Christmas and New Year break, I had fun being at home with my family. For someone like me with a very small circle of friends, I barely go out. Going out might be on special occasions which I couldn't exclude myself from. Taking a break from school and work is an amazing thing, I must say. Don't call me a lazy girl; I just love a soft life. Waking up as early as possible and going to bed late is something I'm used to, but sometimes I just wish I could take a break and do things at the time I wish, and this is only possible during the holidays.
Life as an undergraduate isn't an easy one; if you ask me, I can go hours talking about what I've been through trying to get a quality education in Nigeria. The stress I undergo every day cannot be overemphasized. In a school as populated as mine which I refer to as overpopulation, learning is difficult. The environment wasn't conducive enough, but I had no choice because I couldn't go back home to my parents to say I failed, which meant I had to try harder in such an environment to triumph and come with flying colors.
Switching from a relaxing mood to a strenuous one is devastating, rushing to school as early as 7am and returning by 5pm when it's not that I'm earning a huge sum of money which I can complement the stress with. In this case, I am learning but not the way I wanted so when the holiday comes, I am always at peace. The hustle and bustle of every day is on again for another 3 months or so before another holiday comes around. Every day comes with its thinking because the stress is always much for me, which makes me ask, "When can humans rest?"
Sometimes I do wish we were given a holiday every two weeks to catch enough rest needed to forge ahead again. In a developing country where one has to work very hard for survival, every opportunity should be grabbed and utilized because such opportunity might not surface again, and if it does, it might not be at one's reach as the first one. Before we can talk about the holiday again, one would have to work and overwork for a sustainable living, which is an unending race.
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