Bethrand Chibuike @betty

In the beginning, when the universe was young, the Sun and the Moon decided to compete for dominion over the Earth. The Sun, being majestic and powerful, claimed that as the first sun to illuminate the universe, it should naturally reign over Earth. But the Moon, with its serene and enigmatic nature, was stubborn in its desire to rule alongside the Sun.

The Moon, unable to accept defeat, sent its stars as assassins to eliminate the Sun. However, the Sun, with its fiery strength, prevailed and with the help of courageous humans, thwarted the Moon's treacherous plan.

Enraged by the Moon's deceit, the universe decreed that the Moon and its accomplices would be imprisoned in a dark, remote tunnel, only permitted to take a fleeting glimpse outside on certain nights before being returned to their lightless confinement.

Thus, the Sun became the unwavering ruler of the day, providing warmth, energy, and life to Earth. The Moon, confined to its nocturnal prison, would only cast its silvery glow when the time was right, silently watching over the world as a reminder of the consequences of defiance.

And so, the Sun and the Moon continue their timeless dance, each taking their turn to illuminate the world, a testament to the enduring balance of power and the consequences of challenging the natural order.

I've never been much of an action movie fan. Give me a good adventure or a heartfelt romance any day, and I'm sold. But last night, something unexpected happened. I was at a friend's place, and he was raving about this foreign action movie he had on his phone. I wasn't that keen, but when he took a break, I snuck a quick peek at the screen. What I saw captured my attention in an instant. The scene unfolding before me was electrifying, and before I knew it, I was drawn in.

After a while, I couldn't resist asking my friend for the name of the movie. "Bee Keeper," he replied. The title sounded intriguing, and I made a mental note to remember it. Later that evening, I downloaded the movie as soon as I got home. It was already quite late, and I should've been heading to bed, but I was determined to watch just a bit before sleep.

As the movie played, I found myself fully engrossed in the action and the storyline. The lead character was captivating, and the adrenaline-pumping sequences kept me glued to the screen. Strangely, the combination of action and a touch of adventure worked its magic on me. I fought against my drooping eyelids, unwilling to pause the movie until I'd seen it through. From the heart-stopping stunts to the unexpected plot twists, "Bee Keeper" held me enthralled.

As the movie concluded, I was left with a buzz of excitement, the kind I hadn't experienced after watching a movie in a long time. It had been an unexpectedly thrilling ride, and my initial reservations about action movies faded away.

I've always been passionate about crafts and drawing. As a child, I would spend countless hours fiddling with paint, pencils, and various craft materials, engrossed in creating artwork that held my heart. My love for artistic expression was deeply ingrained in my being, and I cherished every moment spent immersed in the world of creativity.

When I enrolled in secondary school, my fascination with the arts only grew stronger. I eagerly embraced every opportunity to learn and hone my skills, pouring myself into my craft with unrelenting fervor. I was known for my dedication to drawing and my enthusiasm for all things art-related. There was a certain joy that came from seeing my sketches come to life and witnessing the beauty that emerged from my hands.

However, as I progressed through my secondary education, a new love began to germinate within me – a love for science and all things related. I found myself captivated by the wonders of the natural world, the mysteries of the universe, and the awe-inspiring discoveries that science had to offer. The allure of scientific exploration ignited a fresh fire within me, and I realized that I was drawn to the intricate complexities of the sciences just as fervently as I was to the arts.

As I approached the end of my secondary education, I was faced with a pivotal decision – to follow my passion for the arts, which I excelled in, or to pursue a career in the realm of science that had ignited a newfound zeal within me. It was a tough choice, as both paths held pieces of my heart.

In the end, I decided to take on a science-related field of study at the university. The decision didn't diminish my love for the arts; instead, it broadened the horizons of my interests. I embraced the pursuit of scientific knowledge while still finding time to indulge in my artistic endeavors. I realized that art was my talent, my calling, while the sciences had become a deep-seated passion that I could not ignore.

Throughout my university journey, I successfully preserved my adoration for both disciplines. I dabbled in scientific research while still exploring the boundless depths of expression through art. I reveled in the synergy between the two worlds, understanding that each fed into the other, and that I could find my place in any art field while studying a course in the sciences.