I took Further Mathematics (Calculus) for three years in high (secondary) school. I am not even sure why I took it but I know I enjoyed it. The teacher (Mr. Onobowale) who taught the course was very good and that helped me get comfortable with the idea of being in the class. Many students ran away from that course. General Mathematics was scary and tough on its own so why would anyone want to take on the more complicated sister-course? That was, probably, their train of thoughts.

     I, also, took French Language and Literature. These were optional (voluntary) courses that I - a science student - did not have to take but I did anyways. These three courses, along with Economics and Agricultural Studies, are my all-time favorite courses. I learnt so much from these classes and their teachers (Mr. Onobowale, Mr. Elegbede, Miss Bernard, Mrs. Adeyemo and a literature teacher whose name I just can't remember).

     In light of this, I find it ironic that these courses had nothing to do with what I went on to study as an undergraduate. During the four and a half years I spent studying biological sciences, I swam in a sea of contrariety and antipathy. It was like playing catch with a dog while it was on a leach. I was chasing a goal I did not completely believe in. Nevertheless, I chased it. 

    It was something to do. Something to study. I was good at it too. So, I stayed with it. Little did I know I was plowing the wrong garden and barking up the wrong tree. 

    I became disillusioned with myself and my career in my 3rd year. The reality was setting in and I did not like it. My frustration affected my attitude towards school and my relationships. I dragged myself through my mess. To worsen matters, external pressures from every where possible started setting in. It was too much. I was unimpassioned and unslaked. 

     There had to be some delight in all of it, all of life. To find it, there had to be a shift in power from the center to the periphery. I refocused my energy from all the things I had to do to the things I enjoyed doing - the things most people wouldn't do. Like writing. I wrote more, read more, solved some maths, created more.  

      The more I created, the greater my appreciation for all that has been. My creativity fueled my passion and my passion fostered my creativity. I'm done with biological sciences now. I learnt everything and nothing, and I am better for it.