TALES OF A YOUTH
Words elude the way I truly feel right now. It seems that the word ‘Joy’ has become a neuron which must have sent this effector stimulus of smiles and happiness. I feel so on top of the world and even the most sadist could tell what it really means to be happy.
My joy had no bound, when I logged into my JAMB CAPs to see ‘You have been offered admission’. The outburst of emotions was uncontrollable; it left me with a scream of fulfillment and accomplishment.
My joy had no bound, when I logged into my JAMB CAPs to see ‘You have been offered admission’. The outburst of emotions was uncontrollable; it left me with a scream of fulfillment and accomplishment.
I wrote WAEC and JAMB the same year with the desire of getting admitted but life always has a way of crippling us at those points we wanted more. It has a way to ruin our plans and expectancy; it keeps throwing stones of challenges, trying to suffocate and frustrate us.
I had my life all planned out, a means_ends strategy that will drive me towards my dream. I wanted to make it early; Finish school at 22, work for a year, go for a master's degree program out of the country and more_it was all in this order and sequence but guess what? Life happened. I had no choice but to work and it made me feel mad at everyone including myself. At some point life felt worthless and nothing mattered again. I was just there and life was just passing.
It was the third time and luck finally shine to my favor. I stayed home when my friends and classmates got admission. With time, home felt like a cage— a cage trapped to a bird whose sole purpose was to fly. I want to see the other side of life; a place away from parents and family, a space meant for only me.
On seeing the acceptance offer came with a feeling of freedom. It was finally happening, my escape route to seeing the world away from family.
Wallowing in the fancy thought of how colorful this journey would be to hearing of the unfortunate news.