I am a guy BUT i am a sickler and also unfortunately deaf, but guess what? I am a Graduate inspite!
By Kemi Mobuse - Friday, March 25, 2016
Hi, This story you are about to read is the true life story of a friend of mine who i happened to meet through someone else.Dealing with hearing issues is no small feat, let alone also being a sickler, i can say i am definitely proud of him, and i believe God has great and wonderful plans for him. Like i said, i am trying to find a way to help people share their stories and also, find a way to help. Frank can actually help, but with a BAHA Implant whose cost is above 5million. here is calling on the appropriate authority, and kind individuals who can help, to kindly get in touch......
His story after the jump.....
My name is Frank
and here is my story! I was born and bred in the Eastern part of the country,
and like every other Nigeria Child, I had a dream to excel, despite all
Challenges life threw at me. Dad died early, so that left me with just a mother
and a brother. I was coping fine with life the best I could as a Sickle cell
Patient, I finished primary school and proceeded to College, determined to
excel against all odds still.
I was doing well until the 2nd term of my junior
secondary two (JSS2) class. I had a meningitis attack and battled hard to
survive, I WON! I came out alive, but not unscathed, I had lost my hearing. I
felt like the world was crashing at my small feet, where was I going to start?
A JS2 student with the world and future before him, what was I to do without my
ears? I wept, I felt like I was the most unfortunate soul on earth, but that's
fine. With the support from my family, I went back to school, a lot had
changed, I had lost my hearing, and here was I sitting in the midst of people
that won't just understand what it meant to be hearing impaired.
I couldn't use
a hearing aid, it was useless in my case, sensory neural hearing loss cannot be
corrected with your conventional aid, so I learnt to adapt to my new world of
deaf, SS patient. With the support from family and few friends, very few
friends, I completed secondary school, I excelled!
Now that I was through with
college, what's next? Mum asked me. I wanted to go to the university, I want to
be a graduate! I know I can do it, I believed in myself. Mum said no, I should
go to a computer school, there's no way I'd be able to cope with the pressure
and academic stress of the tertiary institution, but I stuck to my gun and bro
supported me. Losing my hearing automatically transformed my once jovial and
Merry fellow to an introvert, I found solace in isolation.
Reluctantly, mum
bought me a JAMB form, I filled and selected my course of choice: MASS
COMMUNICATION! Mother laughed at the irony of it, a deaf child aspiring to be a
journalist, it's alright. She gave me all the support I needed, reluctantly I
read and prepared for JAMB, excitedly I wrote and Passed the exam, incredible!
I proceeded to write the post UTME of my choice institution, THE UNIVERSITY OF
NIGERIA, NSUKKA. surprise surprise, I passed too and was offered admission to
study mass communication.
Wow! That was when mother knew I was really serious
about going to school.
Frantically, we ran about in search of hearing aid that
could help me in school, the search was futile, there was non and the only
available alternative was too expensive to be considered. So once again, I
entered the university a hearing impaired student in competition for grades with
other healthy and hearing students.
My undergraduate
days were terrible, but I had learned to love myself and carry on like I was
God's favorite piece of creation. The nay Sayers said, getting admission wasn't
the problem but graduating.
I said fine, I started this fight, I'm going to
finish it, and finish it I did. I graduated with my set, and received my B.A in
mass communication (2nd class honours , lower division).
The grade although
bothered me, because I had aimed for something better, but I was consoled by
the fact that I had proved the nay Sayers wrong, I was a graduate, A DEAF
graduate, and I didn't have an extra year, na God win!
I was mobilized for
service with my set, and here I am serving in Lagos State, a corps member with
less than a month to pass out, NA GOD WIN!!! I'm afraid of the future, I don't
know what it has in store for me, it has been stiff competition for more than a
decade for me. I still believe that, who knows, it will still end in praise.
I
see my life as a book, being written by God, I don't know what the story line
is, what I'm however sure is, this book is going to be a best seller, watch out
for it.
I decided to share my story with the reading public to encourage those
in my shoes, you can achieve what you want to achieve, challenge yourself,
don't let fear rob you of your shine, dare to push a little, you are stronger
than you give yourself credit for! If I could, YOU CAN DO BETTER!!!!
**You did well Frank! AM super proud of you and i applaud your courage, Thank You for sharing.
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