Time: The Distance Between One's Dream and Reality
As young children, we grew up with dreams. We wanted to be lawyers, he aspired to become a doctor, her dream was to become a nurse. Some of us loved the conducts of the banking system and wished we'd become professionals in it's various fields. They have always dreamt of being engineers ever since the 6 kilometers bridge in our town was constructed. I can go on and on to name our dreams as children.
When asked, we'd say we want to be lawyers to defend the oppressed, doctors to better the health of our people, bankers, engineers to better the welfare of our community. It was all beautiful and glossy until puberty. Some of us came to the reality that it was nothing but what we called it 'a dream'. We've been sleeping all through and dreaming. Now we wake to face the reality.
A lot of us attended the 'typical average Nigerian kind of secondary school' (usually not too expensive) but syllabus for a subject is hardly covered in a term, and the carryover topics are never treated in the following term.
Some of us, because of lack of a stimulating, encouraging (academic - wise) and our below average understanding, end up scoring low in the UTME, and the cut off points are high we fail to meet up.
Some of us with the zeal to know, passion to chase our dreams, end up with average scores even with our extra efforts to cover topics we've not been taught in school, we go for tutorials, we double our efforts, a few scale through but a lot of the 'supposedly intelligent students' of the average Nigerian secondary school end up as average in the UTME. Usually getting between 50% to 68%, some scale through, a lot resit.
Intelligence as an ability to solve problems is driven by but genetics and environment. But it seems most of the best environments in my age is quite expensive for an average family.
Today, that child who once dreamt of being a lawyer is now a truck loader, the one who wanted to be a doctor, he never stopped dreaming, he's now an auxiliary patent medicine attendant, she wanted to be a nurse, but she's now an auxiliary nurse and always hiding from the Nursing and Midwifery Council of Nigeria because she has no license to practice, no legal backing. Our engineer is now into labor (what we call mencing). Thank God we still make a living from these. Who could have told us we were all dreaming a reality that's never meant to be accessible to us because we're from a background that tries to put our back to ground.
We only but hope it gets better someday. So one day, we can boldly say, the only distance between our dream and reality is time.
®Ahmed Salim Jn ✍️
#Uloko

And then while hoping, time starts telling on you.
ReplyDeleteAnd then you start giving up on hope. And then you get confused whether to flow with life circumstances or to fight along till that dream becomes true.
#The worse place to be born from an average family is Nigeria#
We just have to be optimistic and hopeful never to give up
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