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First of all, I'm so happy to be back on this platform. It has been such a long time, almost 4 months now ππππ
I've had what I could call the busiest time of my life yet and I had some pending issues to tackle but it feel so great to be back home.
Today, I'll be sharing on an event that happened in my life few years ago that didn't look good from the onset but as the years went by, I realised that it was a blessing in disguise.
You'd have to sit tight for this one. π
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In 2015, some months after I was done writing my Waec exams (West African Examination Council, an exam that one writes, certifying the person to have gone through Senior Secondary school education and serves as the basis for entrance intoTertiary institutions, in West African Countries e.g Nigeria), my results were out and I did very well. At the time, I had an Uncle in a Nursing Univerity in Cameroon who was a Nurse. He had two of his children there as well, one was studying Medicine and Surgery and the other, Nursing like her father.
My Dad never wanted I and my siblings to school in Nigeria because of how wonderful the educational system is so he began working with my Uncle to get admissions for my sister and I, and it worked out.
We got the admissions now we were waiting to get our logistics sorted out but it was greatly delayed. My Dad began experiencing some issues at work that made financing our education there difficult at the time.
Also, an issue came up in the Educational sector that hindered Nigerian citizens going to that part of the continent or the nearby areas for educational purposes so we had to stroke out that plan from our minds.
I felt so devastated then because here I was, all fresh from writing WAEC, my brain was still very hot and my dream of going to the University to studying Medicine at such a young age was looking vague.
I had already calculated that I would study Nursing for 4 years then go to Canada and study Medicine for another 3 or 4 years and by the age of 23, I'd be Medical Doctor, practising and furthering my studies to do my M.D degree but all that was thrown away.
Fast forward to today, I am so grateful that that arrangement did not work out because of the following reasons:
1οΈβ£ In 2015, the exchange rate between Cameroon franc and Nigerian naira was low so with just 20, 000 naira you can live comfortable for 2/3 months in Camereon but along the line, over a year later, the naira value dumped so much that there wasn't much difference between franc and naira and this affected my Uncle's children. Exchange rate became so high, flight tickets ad well spiked in price so they had to remain there in Cameroon during every holiday till they graduated from school because the cost of them returning to Nigeria dm going back was something my Uncle couldn't keep up with again. So he didn't see his children for about 4 years. This would have happened to my sister and I and I'm not sure how we would have been able to cope or the pressure my family will be put under as a result.
2οΈβ£ I could have become wayward.
I was naive then. I didn't know much about the outside world and going into a University located very far from home would have made me make some terrible decisions that I would later regret.
As God would have it, I'm now in my finals, serving God faithfully, building my brand and business, engaging in other financial endeavours while working towards being an independent woman.
I am not sure I would have turned out this way had I schooled at Cameroon.
What looked like I had missed out at first, God turned around for my good. It was a blessing in disguise.
That'd be all for now...
Till next time beautiful soul... β€οΈβ€οΈ
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Sometimes we feel heartbroken because we focus too much on the things that didn't work out for us meanwhile those things just have to happen to give us a better ending.
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