My Protest As a Child.

I grew up in a liberal home; a home where you don't wake up to order people around like a school principal does with junior secondary Students. I had a very lovely childhood. I was both Daddy and Mummy's child. However, one annoying trait about me was that I hardly agree with my siblings and friends on many issues. Each time we failed to come to a compromise, we fought and in some scenario, injuries were sustained. I really was heartless, they said because I fought with anything at site. Apart from that, I was a fearless and amazing child. I could remember that in those nostalgic days, everyone feared my father because of his 'no nonsense' personality. Each time my senior brother and sister needed anything critical, they would send me to make such request on their behalf. This I did with the deepest peace anf happiness. Often, my father warned me to stop advocating for others, but I never saw anything wrong in what I was doing. I have always been myself from bir...