CHRONICLES OF LADY AVA: NECESSARY SHEGE


There’s this trick UTME scores play on us, it’s what Lady Ava calls the “I can do better next time” syndrome.

Today, I met up with a friend, and as we talked, I asked her what she intended to do about her UTME score. She was like, she didn’t give her preparation for the exam her absolute best and is now considering retaking it.

As someone who has taken this exam multiple times, Ava has a theory. She strongly believes that the JAMB algorithm isn’t necessarily built to test intelligence. It’s random in a structured, organized way that ensures you truly understand — not just cram a bunch of facts.

There’s this fallacious notion that experience is the best teacher, but really, it isn’t. Multiple trials and errors won’t guarantee success. You know what will? Sitting down to analyze, understand, and restrategize.

In the words of Ava: “If you like, write JAMB 10 times, until you understand the system and subject yourself to how it works, you’ll keep getting undesired results. You’ll most likely keep feeling that next time will be different or, worst, utterly give up and lose the drive to want a better result.”

Just the other day, I was talking to my boss about this whole JAMB charade and said, UTME is the necessary evil every Nigerian child goes through, it prepares them for the shege of adulthood and brings them to the consciousness that life is hard and can seem unfair at times.

Dearest reader, your chances at success reduce with each trial. We must constantly learn to actively take the lessons and move on. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying there aren’t people who got it right after multiple attempts. But the chances are low, and it’s never advisable to build your life on the experience of the exception, the one percent who get it right.


Selah.

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