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THE WEEKEND SPECIAL (Slice Of Life)



Sometimes we let little things destroy our hope of becoming something in life; the best revenge you can give to someone who does not believe in you is to be successful. I was talking to a friend in School and she told me about a girl who was forced by her parents to study Medicine, but she wanted to study Visual Arts.

This particular girl has won so many awards in Visual Arts, both home and abroad right from when she was a kid, but her parents had the notion that she had to study a professional course to be successful in life. They did this because all their rich friends had children studying Law, Medicine, Engineering and the like.

She was then forced to study Medicine which she had no passion for. This made her devastated and because of this act, when she was admitted into the University, she didn’t concentrate.

 This particular girl started skipping classes, failing all her exams purposely, clubbing and even posting X-rated pictures of herself online. In short, she was among the top 5 runs girls at Allen Avenue.

SHE DID ALL THIS JUST TO SPITE HER PARENTS

When her parents found out, they tried doing their possible best to convince her to study Medicine, but this girl just kept on doing things to make her parents notice her,(*didnt they notice her when they tried to convince her otherwise?*) therefore spiting them.

Now, I don’t know how this girl's story ends, because she is still doing the same things as she is yet to graduate from School.

BUT IF WE LOOK AT IT

1, Fine, her parents forced her, but she could have just studied the so-called professional course and finished the program then go back to study her visual arts or better still, go do a professional program in Visual Arts so as to save up some time and still live her dream.

2, She wanted to do something she loved doing, but her parents were only focused on what the society was saying to them (FOLLOW THE MONEY).

3, At the end of it all, in future she will look back and regret her actions and wish she just studied this program (at least she would have gotten a degree) instead of wasting those years, living a wayward life.

 Many students are forced to study what they don’t intend studying for one reason or the other. Every year which in turn leads them to somewhere great or otherwise, I just feel YOUR PASSION is greater than all the riches of the world.

YOUR PASSION IS WEALTH 

YOUR PASSION HAS A DIFFERENT SIGNATURE

YOUR PASSION IS YOU

Our friend needs help and advice on what to do, she is confused on the next step to take and also remember, your advice will go a long way in advising people and parents everywhere



I remain my humble self
Oluwajimi Thorpe

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