Little Miss Bossy

Even with my resolve to be a better person, I turned out worse. How pathetic. The Primary School teachers' efforts to get me disciplined had finally paid off and I reveled in the light of being organized and improving academically. But with the outward improvement, pride began to set in. No longer was I innocently rebellious, I was getting more blatant in my stance towards school and family. 

I was made a class prefect in my second year and WOW I thought I had it made. My ego was bloated and my head swum in self-righteousness. Discipline in the classroom was kept at its highest levels... and so was the resentment towards me. I believe there is a saying "Force begets obedience; but only Love can beget Love." Isn't that so true? I spooned out threats like there was no tomorrow, but in turn earned myself some 'enemies'. It was not until I lost the next election till I realized where I had gone so awfully wrong. 

One of my regarded 'enemies' came up to me and gave me a piece of her mind. "You're too bossy!" was the message of the day. Until this day, I regard that as a turning point in my life, and she, one of the greatest friends. It's strange how a humbled person is willing to listen to reasoning; perhaps that's why God said He would not despise a broken spirit. 

The rest of Secondary School turned out to be a training ground, and my life DID turn around academically and emotionally. I got involved in the school's yearbook committee, played table-tennis, honed up chess skills, took part in science forums and math competitions. All those however, didn't do as much as teach me to be a better person, a better leader -- AFTER getting my prefect's badge removed! 

Well, there's nothing like a good Christian education.