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This morning, our class representative called us for an important lecture that was supposed to start at 10 AM. We were all excited and quickly got ready to attend. However, when we arrived at the venue, we found out that there were some problems with the schedule. It turned out that there were other events happening there, which meant we could not hold our lecture at 10 AM as planned.

After waiting for a while, we finally learned that our lecture was moved to 1 PM. At first, this was a bit annoying because we had to change our plans and wait so long. Now, as the sun beats down on me, I am walking around, feeling the heat and stress, trying to make sure I arrive on time.

Even though I’m feeling uncomfortable in the hot weather, I still want to meet up with my classmates and attend the lecture. It makes me think about how sometimes things don’t go as planned, and we have to be flexible.

As I experience all of this, I decided to share my story. Who knows? Maybe someone else will find it relatable or interesting.

My phone was almost dead, and there wasn't anywhere nearby to charge it. The only option was to leave the house and walk for about 20 minutes to a street that had electricity. Our own street had been in a blackout for over two months, so finding a place to charge was always a struggle.

Just as I was about to head out, it started raining heavily. The worst part was that I didn’t have an umbrella. I waited for about two hours, hoping the rain would stop, but it just kept pouring. I was getting anxious because I really needed to charge my phone.

Eventually, I realized the rain wasn’t going to let up anytime soon. I wrapped my phone and power bank in a bag to keep them dry and decided to brave the rain. By the time I got to the street with electricity, I was completely soaked from head to toe. I blame NEPA for everything I'm going through this period, it hasn't been easy at all.

When the handle of my knife broke, it was like the start of a bad habit. My roommate and I kept procrastinating buying a new one, telling ourselves we'd do it soon. Instead, we started buying food from outside almost every day. On the days we felt like cooking, we had to borrow a knife from our neighbor. It worked, but it wasn’t ideal.

Each time I had to ask for the neighbor’s knife, I felt a bit uncomfortable. I didn’t like the idea of using someone else’s things every time I wanted to cook. It made me feel like I was always bothering them, even though they didn’t seem to mind. Still, it wasn’t a great feeling.

At one point, my friend who was traveling close to my hometown offered to help. I asked him to pick up a knife from my parents’ place. It seemed like a perfect solution, but when he got back, he had forgotten all about it. I was frustrated, but I couldn’t blame him.

Today, though, I hit my breaking point. I couldn’t bear the thought of borrowing the neighbor's knife again. So, I decided to search for a new one myself. I walked around, determined to find a place where I could buy a decent knife. After some effort, I finally found a shop that had what I needed.

Now that I have the knife, I feel relieved. It’s a simple thing, but it makes a big difference. No more procrastinating, no more borrowing from the neighbor. I’m just glad I can cook in peace again.

Today at school was pretty boring. After our final exams, most of my colleagues rushed home. I watched them leave, feeling a bit left out and while they were celebrating their freedom, I was stuck in the classroom, waiting for my seminar preparation to finish.

The reason I couldn't leave was that I had a seminar coming up next week, and I needed to gather a lot of information for it. As I sat there, I noticed how the clock seemed to move so slowly. It was hard to focus on my research with everyone else enjoying their time off.

I felt frustrated at first because my department had this high standards, and I was trying hard to meet them. Sure, the pressure pushed me to do better, but at that moment, it felt like a burden. My friends were out having fun, while I was facing more work ahead of me.

Even though all these bothered me, I was determined to make the best of my time, I took my laptop and headed to the library. It was my favorite place on campus, filled with the smell of books and a quiet atmosphere that helped me think. I knew I could really focus there but not at home where I would while away 70% of my time on my phone screen.

Inside the library, I began to search for books and articles that would help me with my seminar topic. I wanted to find information that would support my ideas and make my presentation strong, you know how it goes.

I spent an hour at the library, reading through different resources and taking notes but not actually progressing with the seminar article.

In a small town situated among the hills, there was a school different from any other. This school opened its arm to students of all ages, from curious children to intelligent adults.

Every day, students gather in a sunny classroom where learning is more important than the lesson, learning is an adventure.The teacher, a woman with a mature and bright eyes, has a unique way of teaching. More than just talking, she encourages her students to explore, create, and discover tbings for themselves.

Some students pour themselves in the books and their thoughts grow with each page. Others loved to experiment, mix colorful liquids that bubbled and boiled. Among the students were also those that prefer to write and express their thoughts through vivid colors and shapes.

One lovely day a new student, a little girl named Lily, entered the classroom. She was shy and afraid that she will not be able to catch up with the rest. But as the days passed, she was lost to the joy of learning. She writes, reads, and tries her hands at tests.

One evening, when the sun was setting, the teacher gathered the students together and she pointed to the blackboard, where the words "Learning never Ends" were written in beautiful cursive. And she said with a warm smile "No matter how old we are, no matter how much we think we know, there is always something new to learn,".

Our journey never ends because we never stop learning.

Lily knew from that day that it was not how much she had, but how much she wanted to learn that really matters and there are plenty more things to learn and keep learning.

The classroom became more full of curiosity and creativity, as each student, young and old, embraces the endless journey of learning.

LEARNING NEVER ENDS

As I was leaving class today after a lecture, I watched somd studente from another department rush off to their business exams.

Everyone was moving quickly and their faces tense with worry. Suddenly, I noticed a short guy running with all his energy. While everyone else was just Hasty, he looked like he was running for his very life.

We couldn’t stop ourselves from laughing at the sight. It was a moment that cooled the tension due to stress that was in the air.
To describe the guy and what made the view such a funnily one was that, this black short guy had very baggy plain trousers on and tucked in with his afro hairstyle. It was all funny.

I headed home, still chuckling about the guy who raced like he had a deadline to beat, papa been carry the exam for head.

I've always wanted a laptop since I was in Year 1. I remember sitting in class, watching my friends use their laptops for their homework and projects. I would dream about having one of my own. But when I got into the university, I started to think more about my family's situation. My parents spent a lot of money on my education, especially before I began university. I had siblings who were also in school, and I did not want to be selfish and ask for a laptop when I knew they needed things too.

Two years later, something amazing happened. It was my birthday, and I walked into the living room, expecting to find the usual cake and birthday wishes. Instead, my parents surprised me with a brand-new laptop! I was so shocked.

I couldn't wait to use it for my classes, to do research, and to connect with my friends. But once I turned it on, I realized I had a lot to learn. There were so many buttons and features I didn’t know how to use. Basic tasks felt challenging at first, and I sometimes felt frustrated.

I decided that instead of giving up, I would take my time to learn. I started by watching simple how-to videos online. I learned how to open files, create documents, and use different programs. Each small victory made me feel more confident. I also found some apps that helped me study and manage my time better.

Every day, I would sit down with my laptop and practice. Sometimes I asked my friends or older siblings for help when I got stuck. They showed me new tricks and shortcuts that made using the laptop much easier. The more I learned, the more I realized how useful it could be for my studies and hobbies.

I also started exploring creative skills, like digital art and music production. With my laptop, I could write stories, edit videos, and even learn to code.
It doesn't end, for now, the advantages that I've seen is the larger frame and more tools for each tab, also the faster processor.

Always learn my people.

Yesterday, I returned home late from church to find our lodge mates gathered outside, worried about a suspected gas leakage. They pointed to our line, claiming that's where the leak was coming from. But I didn't panic. Instead, I decided to investigate for myself.

My first instinct was to check the neighboring lodge next to ours. I remembered that I hadn't left my gas on, so I thought it was unlikely to be the source of the leak. As I approached the other lodge, I noticed something strange. A guy had used a nylon to tie a broken gas cooker.

What possessed him to come up with such an idea? Thankfully, others had already taken action to help the situation. They had removed the gas and taken it outside, preventing a potential disaster.

The guy who had attempted to fix the gas cooker was lucky to have avoided serious injury. God was truly watching over him, protecting him from harming himself or other people. And thankfully, everyone in our lodge was safe and sound.

He will pay before the gas cylinder is released to him 😂 abi him no know na so fire outbreak dey start for lodge?

It’s hard to believe that just last Thursday, we finished our exams. I was really looking forward to going home and relaxing with my family after all the stress. But here I am, still on campus, and things didn’t go as I hoped.

Last week, our project supervisor announced our new projects and assigned each group a leader. To my surprise, he chose me as the group leader. At first, I felt proud, but then I started to feel very anxious because now I had a lot of responsibility.

Today has been tough. I’ve spent about eight hours looking for information for our project topic. I’ve searched online, looked through library books, and tried everything I could think of. It’s been a lot to handle. I barely have any time for myself.

Even though I know this is part of the process, I wish I could be at home enjoying some quiet time. Instead, I’m feeling stressed about leading the project while trying to do other things. It feels like I’ve traded one kind of pressure for another, and I really need to find some time for myself in all this chaos.

I've got to run back to my research now, possible I might sleep on it. But it's all for the better good.

I woke up today with a funny thought and i knew that something will happen today.

I prepared myself for the day's ahead,at least my lecture was by 7:00 am and me waking up by 6:49 shows how serious I am with my morning lectures.

Well by 7:10 am I was already on my way to the lecture class when the funny thought flashed in my head and I laughed,but today I must maintain my steeze o

After lectures that morning, I remained in class cos my intuitions are never wrong. I stayed for almost 20 minutes when I heard some noises outside then I knew it has happened finally

It didn't take more than 10 secs, I was out trying to figure out what was happening when I was knocked down by a huge object oh was it a human maybe I don't know but he kept moving while I tried standing up with the noise increasing

Finally I saw this man dragging a student by the collar and was shouting how disappointed he was at him. I knew tha instant that was his father

Well, I followed,not only me sha but I wanted to see what was going and where he was heading to until they reached the office of the head of department for Agriculture.

Everyone was at a standstill while this man was panting hard, lol. Our HOD came out and boom the man pushed his son to him calling him his student

It dawned on me that the man wants his son to study Agriculture as he shows his displeasure on his son studying electrical engineering instead of Agriculture

He was furious that his son wants to get himself killed by electrocution that is rampant now but would not allowed it not when he's alive.

Some students were already laughing but I wasn't cause even if the man is showing the love he has for his son in the wrong way but its worth it, I mean who would want his son to die before him.

Before he went home that the day everything was sorted out but I learnt a lesson tho in a funny way

Wednesday was one of those days where I just wanted to collapse onto my bed as soon as I walked through the door. I got home around 8 pm, exhausted, and realized I had no food to eat. So, I headed out to grab something to eat, too tired to even think about cooking.

As I was walking back to my apartment, a kid came running around the corner and collided with me, sending my phone flying to the ground. My screen cracked a little. But you know what? I was too tired to even get angry. I just picked up my phone, dusted it off, and continued walking.

Things only got worse when I got home. I was so exhausted that I dropped the food I had just bought. And in my tiredness, I decided to dress my bed, forgetting that my AirPod was still on it. The next thing I heard was a smashing sound, my AirPod had fell to the tiled floor and scattered.

It was like the universe was conspiring against me. But sometimes, you just have to laugh at it all.

Luckily, my friends came to the rescue the next day, and we managed to fix my AirPod.

There was a little boy named Leo who was shy. He had just moved to a new town with his parents. It was his first day at a new school, and he was feeling nervous.

At school, there was a bully named Felix. He was big and noisy, making fun of kids to feel strong. During break perious when Leo went to the the canteen , Felix spotted him right away. “Hey, new kid! What are you doing here? You lost?” he yelled.

Leo felt scared and looked down staring at the floor. “No, I’m just getting lunch,” he said quietly.

Felix laughed and pushed Leo’s lunch tray onto the floor, making a mess. “You should go back to where you came from!” Felix shouted.

Leo felt upset but promised himself that he wouldn’t let Felix keep bullying him. That afternoon, while walking home, Leo noticed that Felix took the same shortcut near his house. An idea popped into his head.

The next day, Leo had a plan. He had a young dog who was very loyal. The dog understood a limited Number of instructions.

The next day, Leo watched from his window as Felix walked down the path, laughing with his friends. Leo felt excited and a little nervous.

When Felix got close to the trap, Leo whispered to his dog wagged his tail, ready to help. As Felix stepped over the rope, he tripped and fell flat on the ground!

Before Felix could get up, the young jumped forward, barking loudly. Felix’s eyes grew wide as the little dog ran toward him.

“Get it off! Get it off!” Felix yelled, backing away from the young dog, who just wanted to play.

Leo laughed and shouted, “You think you’re tough? Try dealing with my dog then"

Felix, who was once the bully, was now scared and running away from a small dog.

After a while, Felix managed to run off, looking embarrassed. Leo called after him and laughed his intestines out..
In school the next day, the bully kept his distance from Leo.

During my SS2 class, we embarked on an exciting excursion to the Food and Nutrition Department at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. The anticipation chilled within me as we boarded the chartered bus, ready for a day filled with learning and exploration.

Our group was greeted warmly by the staff, who were eager to show us around their food world when we arrived. We split into smaller groups to tour the different units under the department, and to be honest, my whole consciousnesses was stolen by the aroma that filled the place.

As we moved through the various labs and kitchens, the scent of fries flooded my senses. I could smell freshly baked bread, spices, and the rich aroma of various ingredients mingling together. My stomach made noises in response, betraying my hope that we might get a chance to sample some of the delicious aroma that met our noses.

Watching them, I wished I could jump in and try my hand at cooking alongside them, maybe then, I'll have the opportunity to take a bite.

Finally, after hours of touring and getting enough knowledge about the department and its units, it was time to go.
Without having to sample any of the hot fries.

I'm so happy. Yesterday, I finished computer school and got my certificate. The problem was that I woke up with a sore throat. Drugs, herbs and warm water refused to work for the throat for more than 4 days.

I worked really hard for this, and my family and friends were coming to celebrate with me. So, I pushed through the pain and got ready.
When I got to the ceremony, my throat hurt, but I was still excited. I saw my loved ones smiling at me, and my friends were talking with each other. We sat down, and the coordinator started talking.

I made it through the ceremony, though, and when they called my name, I walked up and got my certificate. My family and my friends congratulated me.

Afterward, we took pictures, and I tried to smile. My family asked me to say something, but my voice was very bad. I just said thanks and was glad it was over.
Please drop a like for your latest graduate 😁💜

I spent two whole nights cramming for my cardiovascular exams, checking every word in my textbooks. I had no idea what to expect on the actual exam day, so I figured I'd better be prepared. After saying my prayers, I headed to the exam venue, feeling pretty confident.

But what I saw there totally threw me off. Everyone was scribbling notes on tiny pieces of paper, calling it a "chip." I was like, "Wait, what's going on here?" It dawned on me that all these students were cheating, while I'd been studying honestly, pouring my heart and soul into it.

I felt so discouraged, my mind went blank. All that intense reading, and nothing seemed to stick. I left the exam hall feeling angry and betrayed. Was it all worth it? I wondered. It seemed like no one else had put in the effort I had.
To make matters worse, some people even carried their phones into the exam hall right in front of me! I couldn't believe it. It was like, what's the point of even trying?

I kept on thinking, "Is this what education has come to?" It was a real wake-up call for me.
I know exactly what to do next time.

When it comes to the family, the children should not be pressured in school

During my secondary school days, I attended a community secondary school, and it was located in an interior village in my state. Most people didn’t take education seriously over there, they just attended the school because their parents asked them to. You will see all kinds of behaviors from students that think and believe differently.

My first time in school was very frightening; a student stabbed his classmate with scissors, right in his eyes, and that was the first time in my life, that I saw blood gushing out of a human being like tap water. People using planks to fight themselves, and you won’t actually believe that I also got to see a student with a gun, the school was not that conducive when it comes to learning and security. I was very young back then and was really terrified of those things.

There’s a time that I went to urinate close to a bush during break time, I met a senior student there that was smoking, his eyes were literally red. After I finished urinating, he told me to come closer to where he was and I did, he stretched out the cigarette to me, and told me to join him. I refused, and when he wanted to use force, I ran back to my class without wasting anymore time. I bet he didn’t know me, otherwise he would have looked for me later on.

90% of my classmates and other students that I knew were either into drinking, smoking, cultism or worse, it was very hard finding a decent friend, so I never had any. Some of them didn’t write the final exams because of the mess they had landed themselves; they faced situations like unwanted pregnancy, imprisonment, and expulsion. Some had ruined their life with the type of friends they kept and the activities they got involved with, that even after secondary school, they can’t move on from those things.

The amusing thing is that I never felt like joining them or being a part of any of those things, because my parents always made it a routine and consistent thing to tell my siblings and I, about those things and their consequences. I feared the consequences more, so I never dared to get myself involved.

I woke up feeling excited and ready to take on the day. I had been looking forward to this day all week, as I had planned to tackle a challenging workout to help me build up my muscles. I had been putting it off for too long, and I knew I needed to push myself if I wanted to see any progress.

As I got dressed and headed to the gym, I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to get through it. The workout was tough, but I pushed through the pain and exhaustion, reminding myself why I had started in the first place.

After the gym, I headed to school to review my notes for the upcoming exams. I had been studying for weeks, but I still didn't feel fully prepared. As I walked into the school building, I felt a wave of fatigue wash over me i desperately needed a drinking water. But, to my greatest disappointment, I realized there was no nearby place to grab a drink.

I thought to myself, "How could this be? I decided to take matters into my own hands and search the campus for a solution. After what felt like an eternity, I finally found a small café tucked away in a corner of the school. I rushed in and bought a bottle of water, feeling like I had just won the lottery.

As I took a refreshing sip, I felt my energy levels soar back up. I was no longer tired and sluggish, but revitalized and ready to tackle my studies. I spent the next few hours pouring over my notes, taking in every detail and making connections I hadn't seen before. It was incredibly satisfying, and I felt a sense of accomplishment wash over me. Even as I head back home.

Today is the day when we kick off our first papers for General Physiology 407. Our exam is set to start today, and time is ticking against me as I write this story.

General Physiology 407 is supposed to be a fair course, giving us an understandable exposure to basic physiological topics. However, the professor, who we affectionately refer to as the fat-tummy man, seems to make the course twice as complex. Despite everyone's efforts to understand the material, it never seems to be enough.

I spent the past few days reading the course materials, but it feels like the more I read, the more there is to learn. Last night, I stayed up until 12am to cover the last few chapters before I dozed off. This morning, my alarm woke me up at 4am to continue studying.

Well, I think that the whole tension is triggered by the feeling that this is our first paper, but we'll triumph.
See y'all later.

MY UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE I ENCOUNTERED AS A FUTARIAN.
Gaining admission into the prestigious university was indeed a delight to behold.
The long awaited moment after three years patiently waiting on God for a miracle,eagerly checking my portal regularly just to receive an admission letter but all to no avail.Then,on one faithful noontime,February 3rd,2024;I checked my G-mail and saw I have received my admission letter from the prestigious Federal University Of Technology,Akure,(FUTA).It was overwhelming,after all the mockery from my colleagues who got admission before me,I graduated from secondary school 2021, and now my admission letter I was really happy because it has been my dream to attend this prestigious university,I got transferred to the department of Ecotourism and Wildlife Management(EWM).With all eagerness and enthusiasm
,I resumed on the 5th of February,2024.
I made payment for my school fees ,hostel fee and other dues.When it was time for registration,I arranged my documents and photocopied my certificates and other documents needed for the registration process.
Surprisingly, I was able to do all my registration in a day ,quite amazing,because I usually hear people say it takes weeks to get it done and I was really happy that it didn’t make me much of a struggle.
I applied for Awosika female hostel ,which was the only available affordable hostel.
I got an accommodation notification that I’ve been offered accommodation,though it took awhile before I was allocated bed space and then after been allocated my bed space,I settled in and luckily,I was the first to move in to my room.
Few weeks passed and classes started fully then we were introduced to Mechanical engineering Drawings101(MEE101)
It wasn’t easy ,carrying drawing board ,sitting on bare grounds and having to struggle to sit at the front seat for easy access to instructions from the lecturers ,we had the class once or twice weekly.
We did practical courses that involved us going to the laboratory,we did tiltration and other interesting topics in the practical aspect of Chemistry.
On matriculation day,we converged at Obafemi Awolowo Auditorium,Obanla Campus.Everyone dressed colourfully in their matriculation gowns ,smiling faces and all
It was indeed a sight to behold
At last the long awaited journey as just begun
From matriculation to convocation I pray oh lord,Amen..