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I was overjoyed when I checked the school placement portal and discovered that I had been accepted into one of the nation's most prestigious Senior High Schools. It wasn't just about the school, but also the opportunity to go home for the first time in my life. I had always longed to visit my village, but the chance never arose until after Junior Secondary School (J.S.S), when I was given the opportunity to study in my village and continue my family's legacy at that school. Before then, I had experienced a series of disappointments from family members who had promised to take me there. However, the chance finally came, and what was once joy turned sour because my expectations were not met. Nevertheless, as time passed, I came to enjoy every aspect of home, from the local dishes to the local beer and the culture. Watching my people dance and sing traditional tunes was always a delight, so I never missed the annual festival throughout my five-year stay at home. I made friends...

After graduating high school, I made the decision to work for a specific company in order to support my parents and save up for higher education. Although it wasn't a smooth journey, I was able to save enough money to purchase an admission form and pay for half of my first year's tuition. I was ecstatic when I received acceptance to one of the most prestigious universities in the country. It was a dream come true, as I had always aspired to attend this institution. During my second year, I decided to start a side hustle. I considered vlogging, but I didn't have a camera and my phone's camera quality was subpar. I questioned how I could pursue this business venture without the necessary equipment. However, I reminded myself that there is a first time for everything and decided to give it a try. To make it work, I borrowed my friends' phones with high-quality cameras and a laptop from another friend to edit the videos. I was more focused on the end result than the mea...

As a child, like many others, I dreamed of becoming a medical doctor. However, as I progressed through junior high school, my aspirations shifted towards becoming an air hostess, and then later, a nurse. I was captivated by the crisp, white uniforms of nurses and the air of professionalism that surrounded them. Despite my initial dreams, fate had other plans for me. Upon entering senior high school, I dedicated myself to my studies, while also excelling in extracurricular activities such as football, drama, and church activities. My commitment did not go unnoticed, and I was beloved by both my peers and teachers. The chaplain of the school recognized my potential and introduced me to some religious sisters who visited our school every first and third Sunday of each month. I cherished these moments with them and began to discern my vocation. After much discussion with my parents, I decided to pursue my calling and become a postulant for a year and six months. Following this, I spent ano...