SAMUEL OLOMU
I'm Samuel Olomu. Sometimes life requires attention. The level of your attention exerted towards life will determine what is achieved by it.I want to relate my experience about " all things good to know are difficult to Learn". I would not like you see this as a show off but rather you see it in an opposite phase which will help receperate and expunge some misdoings which has become a way of doing things in our respective lives.
I was enrolled in the village private school which was regarded as the best in the vicinity. My average parents at the beginning of every school session will purchase all the materials I needed as a student and there after struggle to pay my school fees. With all this I still find it hard to believe one of the best in my class. My performance was sometimes, not even an average. I participated in the school's entrance examination and I was part of the best twenty students out of hundreds that sat for the exam, but still not the best. I was greatly taken aback that my name could at least manage it's way to be one of the best in the Common entrance examination. I felt achieved.
We soon graduated to the Junior Secondary School where I finally realized my mysteries. There was a boy whom was enrolled from a public school in our village, his name, John. John though attends a public school where everyone believes less is taught has came second in the first term examination then in JSS 1. I will let you know that the kind of school you attend doesn't have any effect on your brain or your heights in life but the utmost veracity is that personal development is the key and also when you learn to learn what is good to know. Though very difficult but your sweats counts your success. I was greatly shocked by the success of John though I also did well to some extent. I was in the eighth position. On getting home this fateful day, my mum collected and went through the report card. Her first remark was "boy you tried". I was... Somehow I felt encouraged, then she continue to ask who was the first position in our class. I told her everything and mum and I soon began to diverge the meeting into a question and answer session. She asked; " how many heads do those people have?", " Can't you also be like them?". Her words met me at the right moment. I was sobered and I promise her to give in my possible best next time.
I began to do the secret behind everyone's success. I bethroated my books. I read all days, I set a goal, I learnt the virtue of hardwork and at last I arrived. At the end of the JSS 3 second term. I was announced at the School's end of the year celebration as the overall best student in the Junior Secondary level. My mum was very happy and pleased with this. I received my gifts and was filled with an unusual Glee and ovatory jacked m as I walk with a majestic fluant. At last I achieved my set goals.
What it takes to be great or achieved may not be easy but you have to keep on as your sweats counts your success.
