From primary to secondary school, I recall I was one of the 'chief teasers'...I would laugh at you if you didn't fit into my description for 'dadaba' because all the schools i went to were 'dadaba'. A dadaba person should be able to speak very, good english, wear nice clothes at school parties or some event that allowed us to wear house clothes, how often you traveled outside Africa, the car your parents use, if a driver drove you around, hmmm more nonsense. I used to look down on people a lot.
Chale, I remember my friend Tracey and I had this competition for who had more Louis Vuitton and Gucci shit. I was for LV and she was for Gucci (my dad was going out with this loaded woman who got me that shit,lol..bags, purses etc...). This was in J.S.S 2. I used to think we were doing something aaaaaaaaaahma...
I made having a lot of fancy material things cloud my mind. You couldn't be my friend if you weren't as materialistic as me and I mean materialistic with equally fine things.
Was it necessary? No. I realized you die and leave all that behind. Maybe you get buried with it but are you going to use it while you are dead? I am sure my silly behavior made these children give their parents pressure because they wanted the same things too. As if they didn't have more pressing issues. Mtcheeew.
I don't blame myself completely mome because I have realized when you are brought up in a privileged environment material possession rules your world. From parents friends to relatives and even acquaintances.
Thank God I noticed this early and don't really care what or who I'm wearing. At the end of the day I look nice and that is what matters to me. If you are someone I went to school with and I made you feel like shit I am very sorry.
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