Ok so...
16 years ago I failed my JAMB and my parents thought the most befitting punishment for me was to send me to the UK for the rest of my life.
Ok so that’s not what happened but that's what it felt like! I had just finished secondary school and my life long ambition... going to UNILAG and dating a RHOW boy was just about to come to pass when my parents managed to crush that dream with one simple gift. A summer holiday in the UK!
Away in London, my mum and I got the news that I had failed my JAMB (something I find difficult to believe till this very day especially as the results claimed I failed English) Impossible!
Anyway my father is a fanatical academic and so my mother persuaded me to stay in England get my A’levels and then go to a British University. That or get murdered by my father for disgracing the family name by not excelling in my exams like a real academics daughter should! Needless to say my options were limited.
Ok so...16 years on I am returning back home to Nigeria. Fine I am coming back home as a thirty-something year old but I have a good job to go to and some dating experiences from the England to take with me. Nigeria?... here I come!!