When I grow up I wanna be a doctor...
When I grow up, I wanna be a lawyer...
I wanna be an engineer when I grow up teacher...
Every body was happy. That's high school anyways.

Here's how they killed the Engineer in Me


After SSCE the story changed, it was in 2005 when I had a taste of JAMB. 174 was the score back then when runs was not a choice.

DELSU had been my first choice but I couldn't even get close to the gate since I was below the national cut-off. So I faced life as i got a job and joined the hustlers gang.

A few months later, I got Another JAMB form and sat for the exams. This time, I made a 208 and proceeded to take POST UME as it was called then.
It was a time to answer over 200 questions within 4 hours, mathematics was a must for engineering aspirants.

Within these hours, I'll expand, factorise and integrate, I might differentiate and find a determinant if the matrix demands. Apart from these, a lot of reasoning is required for the aptitude questions and these were to be answered within 4 hours

At a moment I saw myself counting the ceilings in the hall since the so-called invigilators wouldn't allow me turn to ask my neighbor what to shade in my answer sheet

That's how I lost yet another year. The drama kept repeating itself for 2 more years and my love for the University began to die. The reason for the death was no other than this: If they wanted me there, why would they make it so hard for me?

I want to be an engineer but if only they had taken JAMB and Post UME off the equation, I'll get the answers I need.

I stayed at home for a series of years and everybody kept repeating Sole Soyinka's Ordeal with WAEC, they just kept saying I'll make it someday. Little did they know I didn't want to be an engineer anymore.

The maths was too much, the x and y were always there and the "y" would always be differentiated with respect to "x", sometimes I began to imagine why x is always senior to y.

With time I began to think about my friends who made it in one sitting, mark was accepted for mass communication, Ofure Enaholo Egbadon was accepted for Sociology, even the dullest back in secondary school is now in UniZik and here I was, writing JAMB every year.

The year I scored 228, I was over joyed, I was certain that my admission is sure, I was much over joyed after the post UME scores came out. I made a 51 in Post UME alone, with the aggregates (54) when the cut-off was 50, my admission was sure.

I waited for the first batch, second batch, the 3rd came, still nothing, supplementary came, I wasn't there, an uncle said they've sold the slot to someone with a huge influence, I said " God Forbid" but after February, I realized my uncle was right after all.

That's how I lost my dream to be an engineer after 7 years of waiting. The zeal never went down anyways and so I took a polytechnic form and got an National Diploma, a Higher National Diploma after 3 years and today I've been admitted into the same universities that rejected me back then for a Master's Degree in Civil Engineering.

They killed the engineer in me, but I'll be the greatest technologist and my services, these engineers will desperately need to get there.

I want to be an engineer, now I'm a technologist and I'm happy for it. They killed the engineer in me, but they resurrected the greatest of all Technologists

Never let your situation kill the zeal

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