THE JOURNEY TO GRADUATION
One day it shall be a blissful remembrance of
how we passed through that beautiful entrance, into this excellence,
discipline, and self reliance globe, with our dreams in a big brown envelope; the
administrative staffs that embraced us with radiant beaming, the non- academic
staffs that took us as pleasant darlings, the banks that saluted us as buoyant
mayors, and our lecturers that became our constant mentors.
The journey of our dreams had just began; our
quest to be genuine giants in this citadel of excellence.
A
lot of people think they stayed in this school long enough to be called elders,
they would walk up to us to say a lot of boring shit in the name of advice.
Somehow we know nothing, so we just sit and listen.
By
now you must have received a dozen fliers containing some kind of irritating
information on different aspects ranging from Campus Fellowship, Politics, Job Opportunities and many more.
Don’t worry, we are bound to receive more, but in case you want to discard any
of them, like I know we might naturally want to, please don’t litter the
campus, you can learn some basketball skills by throwing them inside the
nearest waste bin. It is called free-throw, and no one will harass you.
They
must have told you that you can’t cross the Campus gate, if you are indecently
dressed. They might be right, but the girl sitting next to me at the moment is
flaunting the cleavage of her round orange breasts, and I bet her lingerie must
show if she bends to pick a pen. Oh! She didn’t use the gate, she probably used
the fence or maybe she is decently dressed, after all, indecent dressing is
just a dress code you morally perceive to be bad. Meanwhile another man’s meat
is another man’s poison.
We
shall hear a lot of advices, even from psychopaths that need rehab; they shall
all advice us, because we are fresher’s. But only the fools amongst us shall
heed to all the advices, the wise shall scan and sieve the best.
Just
like #OneNigerianGirl said, never fall prey to the whims of the stereotype
bullies, who will want you to use mascara and brown powder because they think
it will make you more beautiful, or wear bum shorts, because they think you
have the kind of sexy legs the guys want.
Nobody
has the right to set the moral path for you. You are the one to decide the path
you wish to follow in this journey to Graduation.
Be
careful with the number of courses you may wish to carryover, so as to avoid
staying behind after your mates leave for Chibok to serve our fatherland.
Today,
we feel happy embarking on this journey to graduation; we hope to leave
wonderful legacies that will blow our trumpets after we graduate from this
campus of Excellence, Discipline, and Self Reliance.
Until then...
I recognize the intellectual creativity of OGBONNAYA CHINEDU a graduate of UNIZIK. Your poem, inspired my write up. thanks
I recognize the intellectual creativity of OGBONNAYA CHINEDU a graduate of UNIZIK. Your poem, inspired my write up. thanks
Augustus Bill
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