One year of “bitter sweet feelings”, risk taking and identity theft… Or development. I’m very sure I didn’t mix words… Or did I?Allow me take you on a one year journey in a one paged article.

Yes, life is in phases but you have to be ready to “face” it; which I did. I took a journey to an unknown land with “unknown” people and I felt at peace in the midst of “familiar strangers” because we all had the same final destination.

I was overwhelmed by the figure I had in my head, after doing a rough head count to get an estimate of how many individuals I was going to relate with for the next 3 weeks… The perfect place to witness cultural diversity.

Fast forward to 3 weeks after, it was time for “man know thyself ” … The hunt for approval and disapproval kicked off and ended in 1 week. Permit me to highlight the fact that the importance of interpersonal skills cannot be overemphasized. It wasn’t so easy making new friends but it was necessary; the difficult part was “choosing the right ones to avoid the wrong ones from noticing you”.

Oh! before I forget, I was in a land with a distinct language… One I wasn’t used to but with time I could understand to an extent.

If there’s anything I’m genuinely grateful for in my one year of white and green, its the platform for identity development. It provided me a standing mirror that helped me identify how talented I was. It provided me a “high table of elders ” who always ensured that I was on track or acted as a shoulder to cry on when I needed to purge myself of some liquid. It made me have a fair taste of independence… Not the type celebrated on the first day of the tenth month.

In summary, my white and green never got soiled in red, not because it couldn’t, but because God didn’t let it happen.