As my dad stopped driving, I looked up and I saw the beautiful building as white as the snow. Then my dad opened the car door and carried me out of the car.  An attractive young woman walked towards us and said “welcome to Richmab nursery and primary school, I am Miss Rachael Oniga, the principal of the school”. My dad looked at me in his arm with a smile on his face and he replied “thanks, I am Mr Olugbenga and this is my little girl Motunrayo. She told my dad that he will have to come into the enrollment room to sign some documents. Then my dad put me down and held my hand, as we walk down to the principal’s office. As we were walking to Miss Rachael’s office, I saw children of my age screaming and crying. I knew this wasn’t going to be fun as my father promised.  

As we got into the enrollment room, there were a lot of children sitting on the parent’s lap looking helplessly like me. Miss Rachael brought some papers and handed it to the parents to sign. She smiled and said “its time for the parents to leave”. My dad handed me over to Miss Rachael who was standing next to us. My dad said “go on baby you will be okay”. She smiled at my dad and said “don’t worry your little girl is in good hands”. As my dad was leaving he said see you at 3p.m.

For the time in my life I was out of sight of my dad. I was in classroom with children screaming and crying out their parent’s name for help. Even though I wasn’t crying like the rest of the children, it doesn’t mean I was enjoying my day way from home. All I could do was look at them with pity. There was a girl sitting next to me who was also crying. As I stood up to comfort her, Miss Rachael taped me the cane in her hand and shouted “go back to your sit, you little maggot”. Then she banged the cane on the desk in front of me. She shouted at the class and said “shut up, do you all think you are in your home? No more crying or else you’ll find yourself to blame”. The whole classroom went as quiet as a grave yard. That was the scariest day of my life. That moment I knew my whole life is about to change.  I hated my father at that moment for making me go through this. All I could think about was him promising me that nursery was going to be fun. It doesn’t look fun, I thought. Miss Rachael wasn’t as nice as I thought she was.