Hello,
I apologize to you, to me, to blogger, to anyone who expected me to write, and I have not written.
I was discouraged, but I feel the need to come back. (yay!)
So, my programme started the first week in September, with a course called 'Contemporary Challenges in Business'. The main objective of the course is to enable us get used to the sixth edition of the 'publication manual of the American Psychological Association'. That is the bible for this course, in fact for the whole programme, it provides the proper referencing style for the programme.
It is a lot to get used to, but as the professor said, we will get used to it and then become pros. ( sigh)
I have to attend residency, ( I will visit obodo Amurika o), but funding na him be the koko, but He has done it thus far, what is too hard for him?
Anyway, thank you for reading, and I once again apologize for the silence.
I promise to try to be more diligent in updating, even if it is just one line, sebi na update be that?
Monike
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
It is time to Pray
My Father and my God, I thank you and give you praise, because You are good and Your mercies endure forever.
I thank you, because every good and perfect gift comes from You the Father of Light.
I thank you for the dream of my DBA because it could only come from You, which is why the devil is trying to hard to attack and disrupt it.
Father, I ask for your favour and mercy for my transcript. The bible says the heart of the king is in the hand of the Lord and like a river, He turns it where ever He wishes; Father, I pray that every officer, every leader who should release my result for my transcript to be sent to Walden University, begin to turn their heart in my favour, and my results will be released in Jesus Name!
You were the one who did not give sleep to the eye of king Ahasuerus, because the time to favour and remember Mordecai had come, the time to favour me has come, please take sleep away from the eye of every king, every principality and officer who ought to release my transcript, and let them begin to work in my favour in Jesus Name!
I thank You and praise You because I know You have heard and answered, because I have asked in faith.
AMEN!!!
I thank you, because every good and perfect gift comes from You the Father of Light.
I thank you for the dream of my DBA because it could only come from You, which is why the devil is trying to hard to attack and disrupt it.
Father, I ask for your favour and mercy for my transcript. The bible says the heart of the king is in the hand of the Lord and like a river, He turns it where ever He wishes; Father, I pray that every officer, every leader who should release my result for my transcript to be sent to Walden University, begin to turn their heart in my favour, and my results will be released in Jesus Name!
You were the one who did not give sleep to the eye of king Ahasuerus, because the time to favour and remember Mordecai had come, the time to favour me has come, please take sleep away from the eye of every king, every principality and officer who ought to release my transcript, and let them begin to work in my favour in Jesus Name!
I thank You and praise You because I know You have heard and answered, because I have asked in faith.
AMEN!!!
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
The power of the 'lowly' people in an office
Hello people, (as if anyone reads this blog. ha! ha!)
my transcript issues are still on. I have written yet another letter, this time to the department, and I copied the post graduate school.
So, I went to deliver the letter, a lady, nay, an elderly woman, who works in the HOD's office, whom I have always greeted, spoke to me and asked me what the issue is, and once again, I narrated my story.
She said she would take it up, just like that. She asked for a copy of my attestation of result and she would speak with the HOD and request that she goes to search in results office (you don't even want to know about that place, results are still packed in jute bags!).
I thanked her profusely and left.
She called me, last night, she called and said the HOD has minuted on it and she will go to the results office to check it for me.
Do not underestimate the power of clerks, messengers, cleaners.
My mother taught me never to look down on anybody, and I have never done that, it has always helped me. She herself started civil service work as a cook and then a file clerk.
PLEASE, BE NICE TO EVERYBODY!
my transcript issues are still on. I have written yet another letter, this time to the department, and I copied the post graduate school.
So, I went to deliver the letter, a lady, nay, an elderly woman, who works in the HOD's office, whom I have always greeted, spoke to me and asked me what the issue is, and once again, I narrated my story.
She said she would take it up, just like that. She asked for a copy of my attestation of result and she would speak with the HOD and request that she goes to search in results office (you don't even want to know about that place, results are still packed in jute bags!).
I thanked her profusely and left.
She called me, last night, she called and said the HOD has minuted on it and she will go to the results office to check it for me.
Do not underestimate the power of clerks, messengers, cleaners.
My mother taught me never to look down on anybody, and I have never done that, it has always helped me. She herself started civil service work as a cook and then a file clerk.
PLEASE, BE NICE TO EVERYBODY!
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Why oh why?
Why do we humans enjoy placing obstacles, totally unnecessary ones at that before our fellow humans?
I had planned to write a post unrelated to the theme of this blog, but I can't, not yet, it is still too painful, I have not wrapped my mind around it yet, but I will write it, and I may just ramble.
Anyway, about obstacles, my last post talked about a ray of light, I went to Unilag today to follow that ray of light into the sunshine of getting my results prepared and the transcript sent off to my prospective school.
Lo and behold, the current PG co-ordinator, who by the way was equally a masters student when I was one, told the sub dean that she cannot use the result sent to her by the former PG coordinator, simply because it was not signed.
Even the sub-dean was like - why are women so strict unnecessarily?
and his guest said, that is why men will not allow women to become the president, I was too frustrated to articulate a response - I was in tears, tears of frustration!
Anyway, I am to return, yet again, this evening. The dean was not around, he will be back in the evening.
The sub-dean has vowed to follow through.
God help me!
I had planned to write a post unrelated to the theme of this blog, but I can't, not yet, it is still too painful, I have not wrapped my mind around it yet, but I will write it, and I may just ramble.
Anyway, about obstacles, my last post talked about a ray of light, I went to Unilag today to follow that ray of light into the sunshine of getting my results prepared and the transcript sent off to my prospective school.
Lo and behold, the current PG co-ordinator, who by the way was equally a masters student when I was one, told the sub dean that she cannot use the result sent to her by the former PG coordinator, simply because it was not signed.
Even the sub-dean was like - why are women so strict unnecessarily?
and his guest said, that is why men will not allow women to become the president, I was too frustrated to articulate a response - I was in tears, tears of frustration!
Anyway, I am to return, yet again, this evening. The dean was not around, he will be back in the evening.
The sub-dean has vowed to follow through.
God help me!
Friday, March 7, 2014
A ray of light...it is good to keep in touch
Hmn, like I said, Unilag will not truncate my hustle.
But, there is a ray of light, perhaps a brief background is necessary.
As an undergraduate, I had a good rapport with a number of my lecturers, and as a masters student, I continued with those who were still around, only one of them. After finishing, I kept in touch, calls, some visits etc.
He left too, which means everyone who taught me has left, at least all the people I had a rapport with.
So, the issue with my transcript is that some documents were damaged in my department, and our results were part of it. I was FRUSTRATED! Because, all the lecturers had gone to different parts of the globe, Jos, Botswana, Heaven.
Anyway, I had a brainwave, I called the man whom I had the greatest rapport with, he is the one in Jos and as God would have it, he was also the postgraduate coordinator in my set.
I let him know straight away it was not a social call and explained my dilemma to him, he wad full of empathy and promised to check his system (thank God for forward looking lecturers.) and asked me to call him the next day.
I called and HALLELUYAH! he found it, and had sent it to the current PG coordinator.
Now, it remains to get a hold of the current PG coordinator and encourage her to prepare the broadsheet and send to PG school to be sent to Records office (can you imagine the maze?)
As soon as I have a breather, am off to Unilag again, my enrollment advisor has been calling me
But, there is a ray of light, perhaps a brief background is necessary.
As an undergraduate, I had a good rapport with a number of my lecturers, and as a masters student, I continued with those who were still around, only one of them. After finishing, I kept in touch, calls, some visits etc.
He left too, which means everyone who taught me has left, at least all the people I had a rapport with.
So, the issue with my transcript is that some documents were damaged in my department, and our results were part of it. I was FRUSTRATED! Because, all the lecturers had gone to different parts of the globe, Jos, Botswana, Heaven.
Anyway, I had a brainwave, I called the man whom I had the greatest rapport with, he is the one in Jos and as God would have it, he was also the postgraduate coordinator in my set.
I let him know straight away it was not a social call and explained my dilemma to him, he wad full of empathy and promised to check his system (thank God for forward looking lecturers.) and asked me to call him the next day.
I called and HALLELUYAH! he found it, and had sent it to the current PG coordinator.
Now, it remains to get a hold of the current PG coordinator and encourage her to prepare the broadsheet and send to PG school to be sent to Records office (can you imagine the maze?)
As soon as I have a breather, am off to Unilag again, my enrollment advisor has been calling me
Sunday, February 23, 2014
FRUSTRATION! FRUSTRATION!! FRUSTRATION!!!
University of Lagos, I will not allow you to truncate my hustle!
Imagine, masters of 10 years ago, collected attestation of result in 2008, and the records office claim they do not have my results!!!
In the 21st century!
It is really annoying and frustrating, everything is still done manually.
The records office insist you must not visit them, yet their help line is not working.
So if you do not have someone there, you wait in vain to get a response from them, response that will not come!
I am too annoyed to even be articulate!
Imagine, masters of 10 years ago, collected attestation of result in 2008, and the records office claim they do not have my results!!!
In the 21st century!
It is really annoying and frustrating, everything is still done manually.
The records office insist you must not visit them, yet their help line is not working.
So if you do not have someone there, you wait in vain to get a response from them, response that will not come!
I am too annoyed to even be articulate!
Monday, January 6, 2014
A reminder of a similar leap of faith
E tun l’e se o, ju bee lo, leekan si (2ce) (you can do more than the previous times)
B’e ti se l’ojo o josi (as you did in times past)
B’e ti se in igba won ni (as you did in the days of yore)
E tun l’e se o, ju bee lo leekan si (you can do more than the previous times)
I had to sing that song because the devil is trying to tell me all the reasons I should not take this leap of faith.
In my trip through the psalms, the writers usually reminded the Lord of what He had done in the past and implore Him to do it again; this time round, I have chosen to remind the devil of what the Lord had done, I took a similar leap of faith.
In 2004, I gained admission to study for my Masters degree, I decided to go full time, I wanted to redeem my myself, I had a second class lower in my first degree, and I wanted more. I suffered terribly from low self-esteem, but the Lord had sent people my way to use words to shore me up. A lovely sister, now of blessed memory goaded me, encouraged and pushed, that I am more intelligent than I gave myself credit for.
However, there was so much noise from family, friends, acquaintances, colleagues – ‘why would you do that?’ ‘nobody leaves a job to study for masters’ etc.
The moment I resigned from my job, the noise stopped!
I will like to testify that I resigned my job and exactly a year after, almost to the date, I secured a better job, paying nearly triple of what I received in my previous job. It also turned out that I needed that year, the family needed me for that year, it was a time of tremendous growth for me. I am a better person today for taking that year to study for my master.
He that did it then, will do it again, I have put my hands in His hand.
B’e ti se l’ojo o josi (as you did in times past)
B’e ti se in igba won ni (as you did in the days of yore)
E tun l’e se o, ju bee lo leekan si (you can do more than the previous times)
I had to sing that song because the devil is trying to tell me all the reasons I should not take this leap of faith.
In my trip through the psalms, the writers usually reminded the Lord of what He had done in the past and implore Him to do it again; this time round, I have chosen to remind the devil of what the Lord had done, I took a similar leap of faith.
In 2004, I gained admission to study for my Masters degree, I decided to go full time, I wanted to redeem my myself, I had a second class lower in my first degree, and I wanted more. I suffered terribly from low self-esteem, but the Lord had sent people my way to use words to shore me up. A lovely sister, now of blessed memory goaded me, encouraged and pushed, that I am more intelligent than I gave myself credit for.
However, there was so much noise from family, friends, acquaintances, colleagues – ‘why would you do that?’ ‘nobody leaves a job to study for masters’ etc.
The moment I resigned from my job, the noise stopped!
I will like to testify that I resigned my job and exactly a year after, almost to the date, I secured a better job, paying nearly triple of what I received in my previous job. It also turned out that I needed that year, the family needed me for that year, it was a time of tremendous growth for me. I am a better person today for taking that year to study for my master.
He that did it then, will do it again, I have put my hands in His hand.
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