In Nigeria, we are sadly still at the stage where only those with professional degrees went to school. You read law, medicine or an engineering course and they start to hail you from the day your admission letter comes out.
First is the family thanksgiving at the local parish. Your father might even be given a title by the community for birthing you, the first lawyer of Nzegwugwa Autonomous Community. Your mother might be made the Iyaloja of the local market. You become the standard of living. “You there, see you, big head. Why can’t you be like Nonye, she is reading medicine in the school for big people”. Mothers will wail at their stubborn children and question their chi and the gods for not allowing their womb to be the ite in which you were cooked. All these for those that read professional courses.
On the other hand, you must not return to the village and tell them that you read sociology or botany or fishery. Why do you have to read fishery or agriculture? Are you so dumb? Your fathers have been fishermen for 22 generations and half of them were also farmers!
It would even be worse if you had to transfer to a smaller course because you were failing in a big one. Aah, let it not be heard in the market square! Medicine to anatomy! Your village people will not agree, they will not believe. They will keep calling you doctor. You can’t even tell them. Do you want your father to lose his title as the One Whose Sperm Became a Doctor or your mother to lose her Iyaloja-ship? So you think twice and hard. Anatomy is close to medicine anyway and you do not have to be called to the bar before you can purchase a wig and gown. Let sleeping dogs lie.
It’s not really as bad as I made it sound. Nigeria is getting to be more accepting of non-professional courses. And our eyes have jah (opened), we all know now that hustle is the real deal.