Miracle Ukwueze @miracleukwueze

I was tasked by our lab coordinator to arrange the submission of our lab manuals this morning. We had a class of about 150 students, and I knew it was going to be a bit stressful. However, I never anticipated just how compounded the situation would become. That day, I truly realized how much class representatives and course representatives sacrifice in terms of their time and effort. They go above and beyond to address everyone’s concerns and do their best to satisfy the needs of their peers. It’s not easy to be a good course representative; it takes a lot of dedication.

On this particular morning, it was just me responsible for organizing the submission of the lab manuals. It wasn't as if I was taking on the role of class representative for the entire day, I simply needed to oversee the submission process.

First, I had set the submission time, which was supposed to start from 9 AM in the morning and end by 12 PM. I actually thought I was going to be very strict about the time, but when I reached school, people started tripping, and well, people called me on the phone. My phone was actually trembling with calls and messages. As time passed, 12 PM came and went, and I kind of extended the time to 1:30 PM, which also passed. After all the chaos and drama, I finally left the deadline at 3 PM, cancelling all my plans for the day. It actually took my whole day to get out of this mess.

After a long day at clinical practice, I was ready to head home and relax. There’s a particular road I love taking because it’s faster and familiar. Just as we closed for the day, my phone rang. Someone warned me that masquerades were parading that road. Knowing how tricky these situations can get, I quickly told the bike man to avoid that route so we wouldn’t run into trouble.

We thought we were smart by taking another road, but fate had other plans. We didn’t know some masquerades had also taken over this route. By the time we realized it, we were already right in the middle of them. The bike man tried to speed past, hoping we could dodge them, but luck wasn’t on our side. Out of nowhere, I felt a sharp sting on my back — one of them had whipped me with a long cane. It all happened so fast.

The pain wasn’t just physical. I was tired, frustrated, and annoyed that after a stressful day, this was how it ended. When I finally got home, I didn’t even want to think about it. I just went straight to bed, hoping that sleep would wash away the whole experience. Sometimes, closing your eyes is the best escape.

Next thing I knew, I was waking up around 12:30 in the middle of the night. My mind was clearer, but the sting from the whip was still there, like a reminder of how rough the day had been. Instead of lying there thinking about it, I decided to share the story here. Writing it out somehow felt like lifting a weight off my shoulders.

Life has a funny way of throwing unexpected challenges at you. You dodge one trouble, and sometimes you run straight into another. But what can we do? We move, we learn, and we keep going.

As a nursing student, I owned just three white nursing uniforms. This limited number often posed a dilemma for me. My main challenge was washing them and keeping them spotless. Sometimes, I felt like I was being lazy for not managing it better.

Today we had an exceptionally long class that stretched late into the evening, finishing around 9 p.m. When I finally got home, the first thing I had to do was wash my worn uniform and hang it out to dry. Thankfully, it is harmattan which makes the process a bit easier.

During the rainy season, I often faced difficulties trying to dry my uniforms, adding to my stress. The core of my problem was that I needed to wash my white uniforms every single day after I wore them. If I let them pile up, the stains would become a real challenge to remove. So, every day after lectures, I made it a routine to wash my uniforms as soon as I returned home.

On a certain occasion, after one long night shift, I returned home very late. Exhausted and with my muscles aching, I simply didn’t have the energy to wash my clothes. Reluctantly, I left my uniform until the following morning. When I got up, I soaked and washed the dress, only to realize that a particularly stubborn stain had become permanent.

Moving from the lab to the wards and clinical centers often involved exposure to various chemicals and drugs, and sometimes, when an item gets stained, it doesn’t just wash off immediately unless you tackle it right after getting home. Unfortunately, this time around, I had to face the consequence.

I was standing outside my lecture hall when I saw some nursing students coming out of their class. They were in a big hall down the road, right in front of me. Suddenly, I spotted an old friend from secondary school! We hadn't talked in almost five years, so I was really surprised to see her.

I didn't even know she was in school, and this was the first time I was seeing her since then. We started talking and catching up on everything. It felt really nice to see her again, and we exchanged our phone numbers so we could stay in touch.

While we were chatting, she mentioned that she was surprised by how confident and talkative I was now. Back in secondary school, I was shy and didn't speak much, so no one really heard my voice. It was fun to reconnect and share how we have both changed.

As we continued talking, my friend started to share how her school program was making her feel very stressed. She talked about how tough her classes were and how strict the teachers were about everything. I could understand how she felt because even though my own classes weren't as hard, I still had a lot to do every time we moved to a new clinical posting.

I think her department made things harder with their rules and schedules. It was interesting to hear about her experiences because it reminded me of my own challenges.

I knew returning home from school for a short holiday or a short break wasn't such a great idea. But my home is my home, as they always say.

I returned home about a week ago, and I must say that I'm already tired of everything.
It no longer feels like a home for resting. It's been from one work to another, from one chore to another, from one errand to another. I do not blame the family or my mom or dad. I actually just blame it on time and development, and I'm partly happy about this. Except that everything domestic work now rests on me.

My elder sister has gotten married. My brothers are all in school far away. So I, as the last born, I think it's just my duty naturally. But sometimes I just feel like things could go back to normal like the way things had been- when chores were shared between other elder siblings and then I get the easiest task.

Looking back, all I can say is thank you God, for the progress thus far.

Today, I'd like to share my thoughts on toothpastes.
Over the years, I have tried different varieties of toothpaste brands, always opting for quality products. Some of the brands I’ve used include Close Up, Oral-B, Colgate, and even charcoal toothpaste among others, I don tryoo 😅. I’ve experimented with many different options, but lately, I’ve settled on one that I truly prefer: Oral-B.

I find Oral-B to be the best choice for several reasons. First, the fragrance is classic, and the menthol level is higher compared to other brands [investigation done and signedby my mouth]. Whenever I'm done brushing with Oral-B, I can't always help but to move my tongue against my teeth, the feeling that my teeth feel smooth and free of any coating is a clear indication that my mouth is truly refreshed.

One of the features of Oral-B that makes it stand out is how long the fresh breath lasts. I’ve noticed that it keeps my breath feeling fresh for about 12 hours after brushing, which is impressive.
Other toothpaste brands dey try oo, but let me praise my preference small. For other brands, I often find that the freshness diminishes much sooner.

Not here to advertise any toothpaste; I'm merely sharing my personal preference based on my experiences. Each brand has its special qualities, but for me, Oral-B simply stands out as the best option at this time.

My neighbor was pleading with a girl over the phone. It was one of the funniest calls I'd ever heard. He kept saying things like, "Please don't do this to me. I can explain." Each time ge repeated this statement got me thrown into laughter so loud that he could hear it across the wall that separated his room from mine, and I couldn't help but think he sounded ridiculous.

Suddenly, I noticed the call end abruptly, and a moment later, my neighbor came out of his room, looking a bit unwell, he was looking sick already. He walked straight up to me and started spilling the story behind the phone call. I felt guilty for having laughed so loud then.

His girlfriend wanted to break up with him, and he was trying to explain his side of things. He told me, "If a girl makes you lose your way, then she’s not good for you." That was solid advice I thought, but it was still the same man who was begging some minutes ago.

I didn't know much about their relationship or what had led to this moment. All I could do was nod and listen as he vented, wondering how someone could go from pleading on the phone to standing in front of me already trying to make his soon to be ex look like the evil one with lots of flaws.

I have been sitting on the waiting seat for about 40 minutes when I was called upon that it was my turn to be attended to.
The customer service was very polite and I narrated my story and complications to her, told her about my bank card which was expired and then I needed to renew, I also let her know that I have not been receiving credit or debit notifications on my phone it seemed a long task to me but I had devoted the say to have it all sorted.

She agreed that there was a payment involved for the renewal of card and immediately, I told her to subtract the cost from my bank balance. I thought there was some money there because earlier the day before I had initiated a withdrawal from MindViewers but then to my dismay there was not enough funds there, the customer service who was attending to me had confirmed, the withdrawal must have failed and I hadn't suspected because I wasn't receiving alerts any longer.

My day was planned, and the cash i had there with me was to get some basic needs from the market around the bank.
It was in that moment that a thought dawned on me: why not reach out to MindViewers?

I quickly narrated my ordeal to the admin, ready to accept whatever fate brought.
It didn't take an hour before I received a response - DONE!
The relief and happiness!, the process of card renewal and addressing the alert notification issue didnt take up to 20 minutes and I was out of the building triumphantly.
Thank you @mindviewers you came through for me.

There is a particular lecturer in our class who always act very strict and unpredictable, leaving all the students to feel frustrated whenever he shows up. He often bragged about his seniority and authority, which only added to our annoyance.

A couple of weeks ago, he gave us homework that required extensive research. After putting in so much effort and submitting our assignments, we were disappointed to receive very low scores. The highest mark among us was just 5 out of 10. I can still remember how that assignment stressed me only for him to give me 4.

Then, four days ago, he reappeared in class and assigned another task. This time, he was even direct with his warming as he advised us not to use AI but instead to conduct thorough research, just like the previous assignment.

After thinking about going over the whole stress again just to get a low score again, I decided to use AI this time. I couldn't waste my time struggling with research again.
In the end, I scored 9 out of 10 by using AI, and honestly, I do not regret it at all.
He praised my research method in class and I felt good giving the man what he wanted.