"This is my story where Sorry saved the situation"

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Breaking up the true life story of my mum saying sorry to me. Growing up in a family where your mother plays the role of both parent and your teacher. I guess this is not as sweet as it suppose to be. Should I say, fortunately I attended the same public school where my mum taught Home Economics. It made me special “teacher’s child” in class and as you should know, I often got teased by classmates who thought I had it easy.

They had it that way until the day my mother scolded me publicly and later apologized but that became a memory I’ll never forget and that word “sorry” became golden in my heart.

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This happened during a school inter-house sports week at Community Secondary School, Odobo, Okobo. I was in JSS3 and had just been selected to lead the march-past for Blue House, my favorite house. That was a big deal and I was taking it seriously serious.

The scenario played out on a very good afternoon after few practiced training. Iwas laughing and playing with some friends behind the classroom block, completely forgetting that I was supposed to help my mother carry teaching materials from the lab.

She found me right where I was laughing loudly with friends because my set of guys back then where good rib crackers. And in front of my classmates, she shouted:

“Is this how careless and unserious you've become? Useless child!”

I felt my face burn deep in mud. I couldn’t look any of my guys because I knew too well, I am in for their next joke. I could already see in their eye. Laughter faded right at the moment. The silence was heavier than her words. That was the first time my mother used such harsh words on me publicly. I walked away with tears in my eyes, ashamed and hurt.

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Later that night, after dinner, my mum came to my room and I was panicked and deep regret what I did to be in the
verbal ill treatment. I pretended to be asleep ASAP. But I heard her voice softly:

“Princewill, I’m sorry for embarrassing you. I was angry, but I shouldn’t have said those words in front of others.” Omo, my eye open.

I turned and looked at her my strong, no-nonsense mother, saying sorry? I was seriously speechless. Then she continue...

“You’re a good child. I was just disappointed you forgot the task I set for you. Forgive me.”

That apology restored something in me. I hugged my mum tightly. I learned that even those we fear or respect the most are not above admitting when they’re wrong.

1 I learned something unique, something about public wound needs a heartfelt healing and “sorry” can soften even the hardest hurt.

2 I also learned parents aren’t perfect when they admit their faults, it makes them more human and more respected.

3 I understand the value of self-control because if she had spoken calmly, I wouldn’t have felt humiliated.

4 I learned about the importance of communication because the apology opened a deeper level of trust between us.