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My Graduation 1: Work in Silence

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” – Philippians 4:13

Everything happened so fast! Right from when I started college up to the day I graduated. It is still sinking in. Yesterday, (Monday), was when it really hit me that I had graduated. I pranced up and down my house from morning till night, feeling a tad bit empty for not having to look forward to any classes or doing homework. Don’t get me wrong, I am HAPPY that this phase is over, but I miss it, I truly do. My college was for me, a home, a haven, a room for growth, a place decked with opportunities and a tremendous blessing. I am extremely tempted to chronicle my DU experience here, but I will resist and desist from doing so. It will make you wow and gasp. It will make you shed a tear or two at times, but maybe one day, I will write about it because above all, it will make you glorify God.

“Work in Silence”

I am not fond of talking about myself or the things I do/am doing. Maybe I’ll share 2 things that happened in my last 2 weeks in college but before then, I’ll help you connect some dots. So, you probably read about my first day in Shanghai last summer; it was for a rare experience in a research institute. You probably read about my Wonder Coat post, where I mentioned I had to attend an 8am meeting; it was really our International Students Committee meeting, which I was invited to attend by our Vice Provost for Academic Affairs because I served on the Students Global Advisory Board (SGAB). You probably read about my Spring Break and thought I was just an extravagant college kid, but really, it was my last one and I had to make it count because I had spent my previous Spring breaks at conferences.

You probably read about my food files with a friend I met in my department’s kitchen. You probably read about when I attended the screening of Chimamanda’s Half of a Yellow Sun instead of being a panelist at our Annual Student Conference on Global Challenges. The previous year, (2013), I served on the Justice & Human Rights Panel at that conference and presented on “Education Reform and Job Security”. You probably read about our African Students Association’s Mapinduzi 2014 Gala I told you I helped organize when really, I was the President of that organization. And because I am not superhuman or superwoman, you definitely read about my Personal Reflection; when my last year was perfectly garnished with chronic senioritis, as I turned in my final projects and attended the last meetings of the organizations I was involved with, thereby creating room for a free schedule I wasn’t used to.

It was when I made peace with myself, by penning that personal reflection, that greater things started ushering themselves into my life. It is not about your achievements, but how you deal with yourself when you crumble and how you talk yourself out of them. The first step is acceptance: Don’t ever live in denial of your weaknesses. There is strength in weakness and there is even greater strength when you rise and take charge of your situation. Writing that post gave me great relief, as did working on myself. I wrote it on a Saturday and the next Friday, a week before my graduation, I received a call from an office in my school. “Hello, are you free? I’m sorry this is so late but this event starts at 1pm” I looked up at my clock. It was 12:55pm. She continued, “The Ambassador of the African Union (AU) to the United States is on campus and we’d like you to meet her. What’s your schedule like? It’s fine if you’re not free today. We can schedule something…” Before the caller said all that, I had already started taking a shower and dashed out to meet Ambassador Ali. Good Lord, I did nothing to deserve this!
The week of my graduation, I received an email stating that a colleague had recommended me to be an Alumni Ambassador. I still don’t know who it was, but THANK YOU!

“There is strength in weakness and there is even greater strength when you rise and take charge of your situation”.

-Memkoh

See Part 2, the Ceremony.

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