The Mathematics exam I failed in JSS1 ๐Ÿ˜”.

The Mathematics exam I failed in JSS1 ๐Ÿ˜”.

I received my mathematics script with mixed feelings. I had 39 out of 70; 35 out of 40 in the objectives and 4 out of 30 in the theory aspect. Woeful!,was it?๐Ÿ˜ฃ I was a little bit joyous because I had scored above the pass mark. I was sad on the other hand because I knew the kind of father I was going to present my Mathematics script too. He won’t condole the ugly “figure 4” written in red bodly on the answer script, it was a rubbish score ! Not even in Mathematics because he had sacrificed teaching me ardently as at that time.
Backdrop…, I had been an A students in Mathematics during my primary school days.I remember vividly representing my school at the zonal MacMillan Mathematics competition with my junior colleague when I was in Primary six.
So, I began to think of what to do to avoid the elephant in the room๐Ÿค” . Then, something dropped on my mind, I decided to show him the ‘OBJ’, the one I had performed excellently not knowing I was adding an insult to my injury. Although he commended me, but in my mind I’m like ๐Ÿ™„…. He asked about the theory sheet, I told him we had not been given, I
lied.
Fast forward to the day we were given our examination result, after so much fear I summoned courage to present the envelope in which my results contained to him . My hands behind my back, I stood like a tree. Guess the first thing he noticed๐Ÿ˜‚,the ugly “4” written in red. He adjusted his glasses,at that point, I already knew the cloud was on the horizon. After so much “yabbing” and “lashing”, my mom intervened.She saved my head๐Ÿ˜Œ,and it was concluded that I was going to do much more better in the subsequent exams.
To cut the long story short, my mom followed me to school, she met my then Mathematics teacher. They both discussed extensively,they arrived at measures to take in order to avoid further failure. I adhered to the measures strictly and I became balanced again๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ; through my Junior and Secondary school days I became the Mathematics champion I used to be๐Ÿ˜‰.
If not for the lessons I chose to learn from my failure and my firmness not to “fuck up” further.I would have continued scoring lesser than the 39 I was proud of๐Ÿ˜…,morever the 39 was a pass. But the incident was a blessing in disguise. There are always lessons to learn when we fail. Thomas Edison said,” I’ve not failed, I’ve only found 10,000 ways it didn’t work. If Edison had relented ,we might not have had the invention of the light bulb. The failures were the pointers to the success.Are you learning from your failures?.
Permit me to reiterate something you must be familiar with.And that is “Life’s incidences are not coincidences”. There’s something experience does to you. Someone said,” Every storm is a school,every trial is a teacher, every experience is an education”. STAY, LEARN AND GROW!!!
Lastly,never use someone’s success story as a comparison to your success in life or as a yardstick to measure your achivements. Agnes your friend, got married at 21, you felt you’re a failure because at 25 you’re still tieing wrapper in your father’s house.Not knowing that Agnes’s story can’t be pleasing to the ears if she doesn’t add that she met her husband at 18 whereas your story doesn’t need all those “paparazzi” to sound pleasing. Embrace your phase with love. You’re not a FAILURE!
LEARN THROUGH AND TRUE YOUR FAILURES, THE LESSONS MIGHT BE THE ILLUMINATION TO THE SUCESS YOU DESIRE.

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