My Journey: Episode 2

This is a continuation of My Journey Episode 1

I scored 235 in my first attempt of UTME, this qualifies me to write OAU Post JAMB. I was hopeful that this score should at least give me an admission even if it is “Advanced Yoruba Engineering”.

When The Desirable is Not Available, The Available Becomes Desirable!

During the period of expecting the list, I became active in the things of God: an active Choir member, instrumentalist, head of the Press Unit, evangelism team, Youth secretary just to mention a few. At least that should make me enjoy supernatural favour and miracle to secure admission. Unfortunately, God cannot be bribed. He is a rewarder of hard work.

Seest thou a man diligent in his business? he shall stand before kings; he shall not stand before mean men.
Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed…

The merit list came out, I was still full of hope, then several lists, yet my name did not show. I still keep on hoping because I was afraid to face failure. Then, it comes to the final list “Short-four list” which comes out on the day of matriculation. I remembered that afternoon, I was in one of the cafe in the school, refreshing the browser just to see the miraculous. The matriculation ended and all hope was lost.

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.

Life has to continue. Advices started coming: choose a less competitive course, polytechnic is not a bad idea, college of education is not really bad, etc. Really! should there be a limit to what I can aspire to be?

The only limits to the possibilities of your life are the buts you use today.

I went back with the normal consolidation we resolve things to, God’s time is the best. I travelled back home from Ife. No doubt, I will try again. I had no other plan than to just keep on reading .

Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.

One fateful afternoon, one of my friend came to my house with a flyer. The flyer was tagged FREE Computer Training Programme organized by Foursquare church. Can anything be free, technically it was free. I only paid N500 as registration fee. And we were to pay for handout. I had time to spare anyway, and it was not really coming at a cost. I enroll even though I was not convince on the essence. That was how my relationship with the computer started.

When you see opportunities in your life, you have got to analyze, ‘why was that choice given to me?’

It’s another time to apply for JAMB again. Should I go by what I was told, limit myself, … No! I stood my ground on my choice of course and school, I really can’t describe what made me confident. My love for computer is still growing, Owo epo (Oil money ) still on my mind and most assuredly Great Ife is still my preferred school. However, this time I chose “Computer science with Mathematics as my second choice”. I called it my side chick.

I prepared very well, sleepless nights, refused to do house chores because I was reading. I went to church, studied the Bible, live as a good boy . I prepared so hard that I had nightmares of quadratic equations, calculus, Newton laws, chemical equations, etc.

On the day of the exam, I sat down confidently and started providing answers to the questions. I was so focused that one of the invigilator came to search me to ascertain that I don’t have any illegal thing with me. What a country, no one expected anything good from anyone.

The only limit to your impact is your imagination and commitment.

The exam came to an end; the result came out and Alas, I scored... 258. Well, was that enough to be a Chemical Engineer. Great Ife will decide that.

Cut off marks came. Hmmmm, my people, Chemical Engineer cut off mark was 262 that year.

Oops! Like seriously I did not meet the cut-off mark. Now don’t tell me I have to wait for another year. Just freaking 4 marks render all my efforts in vain .

The advisers will soon come. Now let me know what is strong enough to consolidate this.

Did I quit? What did you expect ! After 4 marks denied me on my journey to Owo epo (Oil money).

Haha! 4 marks! Abeg.

If you live long enough, you’ll make mistakes. But if you learn from them, you’ll be a better person. It’s how you handle adversity, not how it affects you. The main thing is never quit, never quit, never quit.

to be continue…