The Love of Studying

My father was a very good, humble, and kind gentleman. This is what I recall about him. 

It was bout 10 years since my father tried to push me to go to school one fateful day, which was the opposite of what I preferred.

 In reaction, I had to run as fast as a deer, Unfortunately after running like 10 steps forward I was followed and I was captured in a second. He was deeply annoyed and I had never seen him being annoyed to that extent."Do you think you are studying for me", he exclaimed while delivering quite a handful of strokes on my buttocks.

 This was indeed my turning point, I kept on reflecting on the statement "Do you think you are studying or going to school for me?".

 In my life, I had thought I always go to school because of my father. My mind changed and since then, I never missed school, arrived late, or missed any introduction to any lesson in all the levels of education I have gone through. Even in his absence, reflecting on his statement has been a key factor in my educational success. 

I graduated last year with a first-class Bachelor's degree in Economics and Management. I have always admired working in a busy banking system.

Madoi Francis
Uganda 

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