I won’t attend ceremonies without special invitation again.

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I don't know why, but at some point in my life, I just gotta make some decisions and stick to them. I most often liked to attend parties and ceremonies when I was a little younger, but those times attending parties do appear once a blue moon. At times we have to attend one then it's either we are attending as a family where my parents and siblings will be there together or our parents are the only ones attending it.

As we grew older then there were a lot more chances to attend ceremonies of our own will. Since we have friends or friends of friends celebrating.

But there was a time when I made a decision or a promise not to attend parties that I was not invited to or I wasn’t given a special invitation to attend. Even if I have a friend or a friend attending one I won't be going there unless there is this special recognition for us there. It has now gotten into me so much to the extent that even some family parties always make me reluctant to attend them.

An experience that got me to make all of these decisions was because of a time when I visited my aunt. I do visit her at times when we are on vacation and at random too. This day was just a random visit to her side, but coincidentally it was a time that she was preparing to attend one of her friends who was a staff colleague to her ceremony.

I never knew much about the ceremony, all she told me was that the daughter of her close friend was having a wedding ceremony and she would like me to accompany her. I felt reluctant at first, but I had no choice.

We got to the party, and the field was filled with a lot of crowd though not that much, i was able to get somewhere to sit, and my aunt tried to identify where I sat in case my attention might be needed, then she went to see her friends and colleagues.

After sitting for a few hours, then it was time to start sharing food with people. They started from the frontline and I was sitting at the back. I was patient enough for them to keep serving the food and drinks till it was my turn.

Finally, it was time to serve my line, they kept sharing the food while looking at the faces of those who were seated. When it got to my turn I was skipped and then the food was served to the person next to me. I was so disappointed and felt ashamed of myself. I held on to the hurt, while I watched others eat happily.

The program was almost over before my aunt could show up and ask me if I had ever eaten at all. I said No! She was shocked and quickly went to get me something. She came with a plate of rice served on a plastic plate and a bottle of water. Hehe. All eyes are on me. I collected it and started eating out with shame. The hunger in me couldn’t allow me to even decline the food. 😂.

Since that very experience, I made up my mind never to attend ceremonies to which I was not invited. If you can't serve everyone who attended the ceremony equally then I am not going to show up there and get disappointed again.

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This is my response to the hive learners community weekly featured content on Hive for the week 108 edition 1 and the topic to be discussed is IT WAS JUST UNFAIR

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