Conflicting Realities

When I was young, I absorbed the lessons of my elders. My parents, older siblings, the leaders in my neighbourhood, my teachers and guidance councillors showed me the path I was to follow. It was simple: graduate, attend a secondary education institution, marry, have kids, save for retirement and wait for my golden years to enjoy life.

I tried to do what was expected of me. I failed wonderfully. I hated school, so I studied hard and got good marks so I wouldn’t have to repeat a grade. Once I had served my sentence in high school, I ran. There was no way I was returning to that system of learning. It was horrible.

This was only the start of cutting my own trail off the beaten path.

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