A cold day in Hell

         Hi friends,


      Two weeks ago, I was talking to Joseph a friend of mine who is in the University of Ibadan, Ibadan, Oyo state, Nigeria. It all started as a little chat before the conversation got really deep. Joseph is a five hundred level engineering student who has been struggling with his academic performance for years. He complained bitterly of how he was forced to read engineering by his father who wants him to become an engineer. He gets really low grades and his father questions the fact that his grades are low. To him engineering is his hell. He wishes to become a teacher in the nearest future and not an engineer. Teaching is his passion, his addiction and his drive but I know if Joseph puts his mind to it his grades will improve.


       While we were talking, I decided to share my own experience with him. After my secondary school education in Holy Child College, S/W Ikoyi, Lagos, Nigeria, my father refused to allow me enter for JAMB, instead I was enrolled to study software programming for three years in a computer institute (NIIT). I love computers, and the web but not programming! Having to debug errors and run programs was a very difficult task for me. i just felt it was not my thing. The most difficult of it all was writing a java program and making it run. I did not enjoy any of it because my programs were not running. The joy in programming is having to write a program and have it run. When I just started my computer program in year 2007, I felt programming is impossible, and no matter how much I try I cannot create a software.

                          
      This made me feel I was trying to achieve the impossible just like this boy in the image above. It was as if no matter how much I try I could not make a program run. For three years programming was my hell on earth. The heat was becoming unbearable for me. This made me study very hard. I began to have sleepless nights as a result of extreme reading. My best friend became my Java books, coffee, and a little reading desk in my room. This act of mine changed my hell to a cold hell. Yes! a cold hell because I began writing Java programs with ease. I studied day and night. I was not enjoying it but I had to make good grades so my father will be happy with me. This made me realize nothing is impossible. All I needed was plenty hard work which eventually paid off at the end of the day.




      You mite be facing a similar challenge or maybe facing a terrible boss in the office who gives you "impossible" tasks to execute. I just want to let you know that with a little bit of commitment and hard work you will be able to deal with that task or job you have to do. You mite feel you are facing hell on earth. Why don't you stop complaining and make that hell a cold one. This will pay off at the end of the day. Trust me, You mite get that promotion soon.
     
   Nothing is POSSIBLE Impossible.






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