STILL LEARNING, STILL STANDING ๐ฅน
Growing up, I became aware early of the heavy cost of being educated. Was it the harsh alarm that shattered my sleep each morning, or the long journeys at dawn just to obey school rules and routines? Perhaps it was being confined within four classroom walls, my mind pierced by sharp strands of knowledge, disciplined and shaped by different teachers, each leaving their mark in their own strict ways.
As the years passed, the struggle did not disappear; it only changed its shape. The simple classrooms of childhood slowly gave way to crowded lecture halls, heavier textbooks, and deeper expectations. Education began to demand more than punctuality and obedience; it demanded sacrifice. There were days when hunger competed with concentration, when financial difficulties threatened continuity, and when exhaustion made learning feel like punishment rather than privilege.
Now, as a university student, the struggle feels more real than ever. Deadlines chase one another, lectures stretch endlessly, and the pressure to succeed weighs heavily on my mind. Sometimes, doubt creeps in, questioning whether all this effort will truly lead somewhere meaningful. Yet, every day I still show up, carrying my dreams alongside my books.
Through this journey, I have learned that education is not only about earning a degree. It is about resilience—the strength to continue even when the path is unclear. Though I am still in the university, still learning, and still struggling, I understand the lesson clearly: education is shaping me into someone who can endure, adapt, and hope beyond the classroom.
OLATOYOSI ✨
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