Chapter Twenty-Five

Dera laughed, shaking her head. 'No, lawyers are liars,' she replied playfully. 'It's just that... I am happy to have a brother who is studying law... I mean, a brother who is in the university.' She paused for a moment, her voice turning more hopeful. 'If I get the chance to sit for my WASSCE... and if by chance I register for my Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examinations, and pass…I will be there too.'

'You'll get there, Dera,' Andrew said with hope in his voice.

Dera nodded, a sweet smile gracing her face. For the first time, Andrew's kind words filled her with unwavering hope, allowing her to dream without fear of the future.

Once she finished jotting down her ideas, Dera decided to video-record them before leaving for school in the morning. Her intention was not only to share those ideas on Goodwall but also to post them for others to see, with a glimmer of hope to win.

Dera aspired to not only contribute her thoughts but also to make an impact and potentially achieve recognition through her shared ideas. With a mix of excitement and determination, she prepared herself to showcase her creativity and engage with the Goodwall community, all while nurturing her desire to emerge victorious.