Education has no TRIBE

Hey beautiful people, trust you are doing well. I am good too. Last week was quite a busy one for me. Was literally up and about. One has to match the dots, you know?

Sometime last week in my usual busy schedule, I took a bike from a certain location to the house.

Okay, I have a subconscious habit to sometimes engage the driver of any cab I am in with a little conversation. It could be as little as “how has been your day?” “hope work is  going well?” and I find out that often times, they really want to pour out certain issues. I think it somehow eases the day’s tension.

I don’t have this  same energy for bike riders *frowns* Yup! I have a bittersweet relationship with bikes. I love bikes and I hate it at the same time. Maybe, that’s why I don’t give that much attention to its riders. It’s more of  “please FOCUS and take me to my destination. I beg!” relationship. I’ve had my own fair share of their mishap and I dread situations that will seem to result to a repeat.

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On this particular date, the reverse was the case, the bike man wanted to talk. I just knew it. At first, I was going to play quiet with him but he was quite persistent.

I thought to give him a listening ear. He happened to be inquisitive about certain things and I was happy to enlighten him. He appreciated it.

Our conversation continued but what pulled my curiosity further was that, he was trying hard to deviate from speaking pidgin with me to speaking English. I realized this and asked him “what school do you attend?” His response was “I am a student of Umaru Musa University, Katsina”. I was impressed! He mentioned his course of study which relates to an Educational course (not sure of the particular course) and stated that his current cumulative grade point unit was a second-class!.

Knowing the usual stereotype with the male northerners, I asked if he was married or had an intending “yarinya”?  (Too much of me?. Maybe not 🤷🏼‍♀️) He responded saying that he wasn’t married but had a girlfriend who is presently studying Science and Laboratory Technology in  the polytechnic at Katsina and how he wants her to round up her Higher National Diploma before he marries her. She’s in her second year at the polytechnic. (If anyone could hear my heartbeat at that moment, it was beating with sounds of “awwwwn”🥰). I was in awe!.

He said something that wowed me. He mentioned how he will want to start his Career in the educational sector and he feels bad that most of his friends do not realize the importance of having a certificate even if they do not get to work with it. He said Education is key!.

The journey was about a 15-minute journey.

I got down from that bike impressed and realized that I have once had a conversation with another bike man sometime last year. His name was Abubakar.

In Abubakar’s case, he just finished secondary school and wanted to proceed to the university which was the reason he was in Lagos, trying to get fund to resume once his name is out on the admission list. He told me he chose Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria as his first choice institution.

If I didn’t love anything from my conversation with these two individuals, I loved their passion and zeal to break all obstacles and their courage to rise above their root.

I hope to see them in the future with a fulfilled dream (if I’d be able to identify them).

I learnt a lot from both experiences and said to myself that truly, Education has no tribe... it is for all especially for whoever will embrace it.

If you read this, this is me saying a big thank you for taking that time-out with me (Cathy). I appreciate you 💕

This is where I send love, light and strength your way!💫

Until next time, please keep doing what gives your heart joy and peace ✌️

Have an awesome week. Cheers! ❤️