DECISION GONE WRONG

#FLASHBACK

My family and I were sitting at the dining table for dinner on a Friday night when my dad mentioned that I should inform him when the application for JAMB examinations will be available. The JAMB form has been available for close to a week, which I did not inform my dad about.

The thought of writing that examination, which was a very important criterion for higher education, only left a bitter taste at the back of my tongue. My sixth sense no doubt kept wandering about the consequences of gaining admission into the university. I felt shivers down my body, especially with one of the decisions I made recently.

I decided to tell my dad that I won't be able to write JAMB, and would prefer to stay home for a year, to probably learn trade work. I have always had a thing for catering and cooking snacks.