When I was 11, I left Italy to visit Nigeria with my parents. They assured me it would be a short trip, but to my surprise, they revealed to my siblings and me that we would be staying in Nigeria for at least a year to get to know our roots. Initially, I was angry, and I begrudgingly started summer school, resenting the idea of leaving behind the life and friends I knew so well. To my astonishment, I found myself loving the school and quickly made many friends in the short three weeks of summer school. My parents were relieved to see me settling in so smoothly. However, everything changed on the first day of school in September when my parents informed me of a change of plans. They had found a better school for us. I was devastated. Not only did I have to bid farewell to my Italian friends and adjust to a new country, with a new language, but now I had to leave behind the few friends I had made. Needless to say, I was inconsolable. With no choice, I reluctantly started at the new school. It turned out to be dull, and no one seemed interested in being my friend. During lunch, I poured out my frustrations to my sister. She shared that she was having the opposite experience, having found a really funny guy in her class named Uche. He came and introduced me and that was the first time I cracked a smile.
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