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Goodbye

It’s another beautiful day today, a beautiful day that a lot would not see, a beautiful day that a lot would not wake to. You might not think it’s a beautiful day and that’s because you are alive enough to think. You are alive enough to see this day, the day you probably don’t like, the day you probably wish could end right now though it just started. I know it sounds cliché but ‘when there is life, there is hope’. You might have read something like this a million times but it’s the truth.


I promised myself I wasn't going to write any more death posts after Madam Esther Tchockateu's (I never get the spelling correctly) death, she was my school's vice chancellor and she really liked me. She was very considerate, nice and generous though tough. She had a kind heart but she had to die. When I heard about Juwon's death today, I couldn't believe it, she seemed so sweet, we never had a personal conversation but I liked her from a distance. She was so strong, I could almost see the pain behind her smile in her very fragile body. You might have meant a lot of things to a lot of people but this is how I remember you, sweet, calm and easy going. You were a fighter, it was a match between you and life but I guess you just had to be the bigger person by letting life win. You will forever remain in my heart. Rest in peace, Abiola Olajuwon Temitope.


Just while I began to think about deaths and whether or not I should write another death post, Blessing Gabriel, my friend and course mate told me Mrs. Dosunmu was dead. Mrs. Dosunmu was the best female lecturer ESPAM Formation University ever had, she was a teacher, friend and mother. All in one. She was really concerned about us as she never hesitated to talk to anyone when she felt something wasn’t right. I can remember her calling my friends and I three musketeers. She was very simple and understanding, down to earth and not one of those lecturers who didn't want you to excel in their course. ESPAM has lost a great lecturer, the world has lost a great woman. I’m so glad I passed through you. Rest in peace, Mrs. Dosunmu.


I'm weak and tired, I've cried my eyes out but I left a little to see what I'm typing. I'm sad. Very sad. If tears could bring back the dead, I'm sure they would have been back because I'm very certain I'm not the only one letting out the tears. The world misses you. The world is not complete without you but what can we do, we have to accept it. You left us with no choice. We will continue to remember you. We will be strong. Strong to face the rest of the challenges you left behind. We pray to live beyond this, in good health and prosperity. We pray God consoles your families, and gives them a reason to smile. Forever in our hearts you remain.

Rest in peace, Mrs. Dosunmu.
Rest in peace, Juwon.



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