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Tobechukwu Nwaelugo

  • My View of Manchester

    by Tobe Nwaelugo | Oct 18, 2016
    &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <p>It only took the general idea of loved ones to actually stir up my emotions. I was sitting at the lunch table when I overheard someone mention something about their mum. It was like instinct to check my cell phone to see if my parents had maybe tried to contact me, perhaps a text that I hadn&rsquo;t seen yet because my phone died, I was actually hoping. I checked my phone and my dad had actually sent me a text saying &ldquo;college will get harder as you go on but the fact of the matter is that you have to go on, we are praying for you. I love you, Daddy.&rdquo; &nbsp;I never understood why my dad would sign his name with every first and last text he sent. I still don&rsquo;t understand. However that isn&rsquo;t the point, seeing that message for some strange reason triggered a whole bundle of sadness. </p> <p>The realization of how far away from home, how I couldn&rsquo;t visit my family whenever I pleased, it made me sad. Suddenly I lost my speech and I didn&rsquo;t feel like being &ldquo;social&rdquo;. Being antisocial was a very tempting idea that I decided I would go through with. I stopped talking to people around me and suddenly seemed mad. Now this behavior may be very common, but the problem is, I am always happy. My friends weren&rsquo;t used to that transition from loud and too happy to angry and teary. Obviously they knew something was wrong. The more they asked me, the angrier I got. It bugged me that they wanted to know what was wrong with me. I didn&rsquo;t want to tell them, at least not in person. The simple fact was that I missed my father and it pained me that the only way I could speak to him was a cell phone. I mean, I could&rsquo;ve Skyped, but that doesn&rsquo;t mean I could hug him. </p> <p>Okay, I know I&rsquo;m in college, I should have seen it coming, but I am and have always been, daddy&rsquo;s little girl (even though I am the first born); that is just something that is hard to get rid of. The smell of coffee would remind me of my dad, because he doesn&rsquo;t drink coffee. I base everything I see around me on my family; maybe that&rsquo;s why I miss them so much. Back to the point, after the whole dinner scenario, I went to my room and was disappointed that my roommate wasn&rsquo;t there. Then again, I couldn&rsquo;t really expect her to be there for every single problem I had. I sat on my bed and cried for what could be the longest before I got a text. This text was sent from my SOL sister and it read &ldquo;I love TOBE, don&rsquo;t cry&rdquo;. She called me by my traditional name. I couldn&rsquo;t help but laugh because I know how she has always been trying to call me by the name given to me by my dad. The caring didn&rsquo;t stop there I got a Snapchat from a friend of mine that I would least expect to care. She asked me how I was doing, I said I was better. She then replied &ldquo;Good! Grandma loves you!&rdquo; (How she became my grandma is a story for another day). She took a ridiculous picture that just brought out the widest smile of the day. </p> <p>Now, why did I decide to tell you this story? Easy! These people who took it upon themselves to comfort me knew me for no more than 4 months. I knew I had friends in Manchester, but these people were angels sent from above. They didn&rsquo;t give me the love that my father would have, but they gave me a love that my father wouldn&rsquo;t be able to give me.&nbsp; People usually say it&rsquo;s the thought that counts&mdash;they gave more than a thought to those messages. They carefully selected phrases that they knew would make me laugh, GENIUS! After realizing that I have somewhat of a family at this college, my roommate showed up, and like always, she sealed the deal. She gave me the same heart felt hug that I had received on my first week in school and my tears vanished. I don&rsquo;t know what it is about the people in Manchester, but whatever it is, it should stay. I have the best friends I have ever made and I made them at this college. Most of my friends aren&rsquo;t even from North Manchester, but they are all from Manchester University. Now, as a Junior, it takes a lot to make me unhappy; I just have a lot happiness at this college. Everyone is MY family. &nbsp;I appreciate the love I received; I feel the need to share my Manchester with the world.</p> <img src="/images/default-source/social-media-and-official-blogs/tobenwaelugo.jpg?sfvrsn=5d38b262_0" data-displaymode="Original" alt="TobeNwaelugo" title="TobeNwaelugo" /><br /> <em>Tobechukwu Nwaelugo &rsquo;18 came to Manchester University from Nigeria. Currently pursuing a Political Science major and International Studies minor, she hopes to go to Law School and work for an International Organization.</em>&nbsp;