Miracle Ukwueze @miracleukwueze

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.

Today was a really special day at school, and I was so excited.
We had an awareness program to share about our department. Well, the program was like moving in big groups and working together to help others, especially with staying healthy.
Our department is very popular, and today we wanted everyone to know what we do, especially road workers and other random students.

The sun was not on our side shaaa but we were all determined. Our department area was filled with colorful banners that said captivating things about health. My friends and I were all full with energy. We helped hang up the banners and make everything look wonderful.

As we started the program, everyone began talking loudly and cheerfully as we were walking down the street. Some of my friends stood in front of the crowd and and danced as we demonstrated about what we do in our department. People came over to listen, and I even saw some road workers nodding to our exhibition.

Then, it was time to take pictures. We all gathered closely together, like one big happy family. We made funny faces, and the camera flashed.
I'm actually tired right now that all I need is to rest.

Last night, before I slept, I was deep worried about how stressful today was going to be.
I was worried about the always disturbing schedules by my school.

We were supposed to have a long lecture this morning which is supposed to start by 8 AM and end at 4 PM. That is a long time to sit, isn't it? But this school keeps treating us as if we were robots.

I thought about how I was to get breakfast this morning as there were no shops usually open at 8 AM to buy food from.

This morning, at 7 AM, my phone rang. I checked my phone and saw a message that our class was cancelled.
I was so happy that I jumped up and down in Celebration.

Around 9 AM, I got up to get some tea from a nearby shop and that was the last stressful thing that I remembered doing today, after that, I spent the day in bed. I did nothing and just rested.

See ehhn, I never knew nursing would be such a demanding course to study.
While I was yet to resume as a nursing student, I had always perceived nursing as a smooth going course, friendly, having to wear our white sparkly gowns and just address people's problems in peace.

It wasn't until I got to spend just a week in the school did I notice how tasking it was.
Me that was known to be chubby before, now I can't tell because today I'm chubby and the next day, i am one skinny girl.

It's my fault that whenever I heard people complained that the tertiary institutions was not an easy experience, I always saw them as lazy and carelessly speaking.
Recalculating my experience in this nursing school, I think there's no word good enough to define how stressful it really is especially for serious students.

Where should I start?
From the expenditures?
Should I talk about the long hours of teaching?
Should I talk about our steady relocations for an outreach, or the fact that I don't currently have a thousand naira as savings?

Whenever it is said that the school is a center for learning, you people shouldn't just focus on the surface meaning.
As for me, I have learnt to be hungry, I've learnt to spend the money that I don't have, I have learnt to speak up, to explore any opportunity I catch and many other things.
My people, school no easy and I congratulate everyone of you in school. And if you are not in school, work hard on yourself and dont ever feel inferior because as they say: what Ada doesn't have, Obi will have.