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I bought “Dream count” with my very last allowance, no exaggeration, my sister helped too but I finished my money on it without a thought. Right now, I think I just need to read a good book and a good book for me screams Adichie! I remember the first book I read like it was yesterday, “Half of a yellow sun”
I remember the feelings, it felt like my head had been under water all my life, my heart living in fragments of fragility and my words, my ever beautiful writing, was living in fear of hurting others and dazzling myself. I read half of a yellow sun, in a time when Nigerian students prepared for their ever important exams (WACE) I was writing too.But, I couldn’t care less because it took all my overwhelming feelings away. I pray to write a book someday, to have people that love and admire my work and many more. I can’t wait to put my hands on that book. The things that make my life simpler, my heart lighter, and allows me feel more. Okay byee, book review sooon. I will probably be studying organic chemistry while I read but oh well, the life I chose.
I never anticipated any dream. I know it sounds not so true but I have never dreamt to be anything. I think I felt too secure or I didn’t think it was a thing. Even when I knew how well I could write, I wouldn’t accept that it could be something I could do or look to the future, not that I didn’t think it wasn’t possible, it just didn’t seem realistic enough, I thought everyone would have a problem with it, so I thought if I never said it out, I didn’t nurture it, just an easier way to live.
The first time I would go on to voice out my thought of being a writer, they would say “I didn’t know you could write” and then go on to say “you could actually do that” and it would make me feel light and it would feel unreal.
But here is another dream I’m really nurturing, Dr. Pharmacist, in all honesty I’m doing it for my Father, not by force, very willingly. I don’t know if it is right, but I just want to help him live through me. I don’t have to, I want to. Yes, it will take a lot from me, that’s what schooling does. But if God is reading this, just please or better still maybe he put the words in my heart. My plead isn’t with doubt,it’s more about the unknown and the unknown isn’t worry, it’s just the unknown.