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The Competition

I hate competing but I love watching competitions that has a sort of reward attached to it though I wouldn't compete even if I have what it takes. I believe everyone is a genius in something, you just have to find out what it is that lies within you and work hard to be good at it instead of trying to be better than someone else. In the real world though, people compete over things that are not worth the stress or maybe that's just what I think but what's the use of trying to look better than someone, drive a better car than someone, make more money than someone, even to the extent of trying to speak in tongues better than another person? What is the point? What happened to the idea of originality? It's becoming extinct now yea? Even if you have a role model you want to be like, does it mean you should lose yourself in the process?

It's tiring watching people lose themselves all in the name of trying to be like someone else. If you have something you admire about someone, does that mean you should make yourself a photocopy of them? It has even gotten to the extent where people just stay on their own then people start creating competitions on their behalf. That's when we see headlines like "who rocked it better, this or that?" I mean who does things like that, people just stay on their own, trying to look good for whatever reason they deem fit and someone somewhere will just start mixing two photos in the name of "who rocks it better".

I wouldn't blame us though because sometimes it's how we've been built. Parents constantly tell their children how Mr. B's child are better than them and the likes therefore making such child see Mr. B's child as an opponent he must defeat. He therefore tries to be better than Mr. B's child not because he wants to be a better person on his own but because he wants to prove that he can be better than the other.

Back in secondary school, there was this classmate of mine who was very intelligent (don't know if she still is), she used to come out tops in class and by tops I mean, first position only. There was this particular term that on getting our report cards, she burst into tears and I was wondering why so I went to meet her and asked why she was crying, with tears in her eyes she told me, "I came second" and I said "so, why are you now crying, me that I got seventh nko?" then she explained further to say her mum was going to beat her for being the second best and I'm like "Nawa o", that was all that could come to my mind then because who beats their child for being second?. If I came second, I know I'd be hugged so tight because I vividly remember when I was the seventh best in JSS 2, second term I guess, my mum dashed me money for doing well and it just made me want to do better so she would be proud of me, not that she put me under any kind of pressure to pass by force because God knows that that's when I won't even pass.
I don't know how people compete, I just don't know how because the only person I try to be better than is the person I was yesterday, not whoever someone else is. Maybe that's why I don't have a role model because I might admire some things about you but it doesn't mean I want to be like you. That's why I get amazed when people wants to be or get something just because someone is or has it, it's not that serious. How about carving a niche for yourself? Working on yourself so hard that you become someone's role model instead of just losing your originality in the course of trying to be better than another person who probably isn't noticing your efforts. On this note, I shall rest my case.

Stay original and don't forget that the only person you should try to be better than is the person you were yesterday.


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Paul Newton said…
Lovely one there....the Bible is one thing in use to keep myself intact with . it says we should be content with whosoever we are and whatsoever we have...God is rewarder of those who diligently seek him. Seek him first and every other thing will be added.


Despite all the hunt for who is better, what better thing have happened in their life outside looking good in the outside and rotten in the inside.

You've made a lot of points there, thank you Paul.

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