The 4 Musketeers are out of this Vast City (Signing out in a grand style)steemCreated with Sketch.

in Teachers & Students5 days ago

Dear Diary,

Dear Steemians, Your writer is now a graduate.

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When you read the inscription on my shirt, believe me, I mean it. I have escaped. At least for once I can sit back to reflect on these struggles. Today feels like a dream to me. At some point I have realised the importance of education, not just for the accumulation of those grades but to build my character and learning. The outside world's effect on me and my responses will be proof of whether or not I truly learnt. My contribution to the micro society will also determine if what I learnt is in any way useful.

A Rainy Day

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Today was a rainy day, I never wanted anything to affect my grade in my second semester being the best semesters I have ever had as a student, no outstanding courses, no poor grades, a perfect boost to my CGPA, my first exams was quite tough and my confidence in this final exams was diminished because I found it hard to read following the emotional trauma I had on my phone loss, but at least I tried but not as much as expected, I could tell within, waking up to a bad weather condition I was worried about my exams since I was to begin by 8am and it already few minutes to 8 and the rain was hitting harder on my roof top like the apostolic church drums, later it stopped and begans to drizzle, at this reduction sets in, I was already prepared and head out.



It took me hours to get a Keke rider since my route was a bad one, fortunately I found one and in no time I was in the school, the shuttles were almost scanty, rainy obstruct student from coming on time. I checked in the group chat, and I saw that the supervisors were already in; to them, distance and climate were no excuse. Our signing out didn't make any sense to them, but to us, we were filled with the euphoria of signing out of the University of Uyo, even though to others this is an absolute irony.

Last Paper; Organometallic Chemistry

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I was the only student who came over 30 minutes behind time others followed but to my greatest surprise the hall was already occupied we had to fix ourselves in-between our course mates, the examination I am to write was organometallic chemistry another beast on it's own, for weeks to this moment the course ambiguous nature gave me sleepless night but with this I was still not confident, I read with a pounding heart, this time after this same course was skipped due to a coincidental burial of our ex-nigerian president Mohammadu Buhari I will be facing it again and walking to this hall with my sweaty palm in this rainy season, I pray the things I read reflect on this paper, that's everyone prayer but imagine if everyone read different things and only one prayer is answered. I won't say this was a testimony until I see my scripts, which may take over 3 weeks to get.

A Testament

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Regarding this signing-out party, I didn't let any of those things bother me because being in the last phase alone is the greatest reason to be grateful. Many switched to a more professional department like medicine, many got demoted, many in our class of 2025 series died, some dropped out, some got married and left the institution, some became millionaires and dropped out, and some transferred to other countries.

Today being the 21st of June 2025, I stand as a survivor of these challenges to celebrate, not to struggle. Signing out is a tradition in the Nigerian universities, and being left out means being left out of the costumes, vibes, and memories. This is a moment we declare to the outside world that we have conquered the academic battle.

Costumes decorated with Colourful markers

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Our costumes today were a white shirt and black trousers or any colour of trousers. I called our colony "the 4 musketeers," which comprises @nsijoro, @whitie, @bossj23, and @dwings. Behind our shirts we had different inscriptions; in front was the same inscription below our Steemit user, and that was "came down, came down, you have escaped." Behind, we had different inscriptions, and those were hydrogen, helium, lithium, and beryllium, respectively, to the username arrangement above, and other statements that we believe. Behind mine was "God is the plug," meaning he is the ultimate source.

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After our exams, many pulled out their markers from their bags and started writing on others shirts. Congratulations messages were all over my shirts, and some and I also wrote on others shirts. I used this medium to also promote Steemit outside our circus by signing my username on Steemit and also writing Steemit on those white T-shirts. Friends were here to cheer me up; some were altered by the drizzling rain, but I understood everything.

Pictures

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We moved in our masses as CHEMSA 020 series to the NDDC hostel with its vast parking space to capture clean shots; many rich kids drove in with their cars. I legged in with pride and with the weight of the word "graduate." Officially, I am one and same with my friends. This day was more than amazing, friends. I got a gift from friends, and the congratulatory messages were more than just enough to show how happy they were on my behalf. This white remains a colourful tapestry of remembrance, and I will definitely keep it for a year to look back and be grateful for all I passed through and those who signed and those who helped me fulfil these dreams and will help me fulfil more dreams.

I would love to see congratulatory messages from friends like @vivigeblis @josepha and @soulfuldreamer

Photos Shot on Redmi Note 13 pro

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