God Pass You

If you don't believe in curses then this post probably isn't for you but as for those of us who do believe, I think I'm cursed, just not by a powerful witch or "village people".

Let's start from the beginning.

Many years ago when I first sat for my West African Examination Council (WAEC) which was a requirement for you to be granted admission into the university, I had failed one course amongst the nine (or seven, I really can't remember) courses that I had written and it was physics, the one course I needed to pass to study the course of my choice in the university. So I had to wait another year to sit for the same exam and luckily this time, I had escaped physics with a C6, which to me was more like the examiner just having mercy on me and letting me pass.

Then I was granted admission into the university and about a week to my first exam of the first semester of my first year in school, I found out that I had issues with my school profile online, my name had appeared on two separate departmental list and I had less than three days to sort it out or I would either have to drop out or sit for both exams at the same time which was impossible. But somehow, through the help of God and my brother's friend, I had managed to solve that problem in time to sit for my exams.

Then I got to the second year and it was time for me to go for my industrial training and after a year of training, my report book where I recorded all of that training had been seized by the guys at the Industrial Training office because to them, there were some issues with the report. Luckily for me, I was able to sort out that issue a day to the day where I was expected to defend that same report in front of an external panel at my school.

Then I got to my third and fourth year and for a minute it felt like whoever was troubling my life spiritually had forgotten about me and everything had gone smoothly until it was time for my Project.

A list containing the names of students along with their project supervisors name were submitted to us and when I had gone through that list I had discovered an abnormality on it, my name wasn't among the names of students. I had quickly rushed to the right office and somehow God had turned that disappointment into a blessing because I ended up being the one to choose who I wanted to be my project supervisor unlike others who had no choice.

Then everything continued to go well again until today, when I decided to take a look at my departmental WhatsApp group to know if there was anything new there. I knew today was the final day of my project defense and I was already getting ready for it when I discovered that someone had pasted a list of students who were qualified to defend their projects today and guess what, my name wasn't on the list again.

I saw this and the first word that came out of my mouth was "Again?" before looking up towards the heaven as if asking God why?

I had quickly gotten dressed and rushed down to the venue of the defense but unlike every other problem in the past that always gave me a lot of stress before getting sorted out, all this needed was for me to show my face and someone had immediately added my name to the list.

And I had proceeded to do my defense and at the end of the day I came out smiling. So finally, I can now fully say that I'm done with this school. And to whoever it was that placed all of those obstacles my way, I will leave you with something my mom will always say... God pass you!

Which translates to "God is bigger than you".

_{Photo by NEOM}