Earlier today I was sworn-in as the 62nd PRESIDENT of the Department of Political Science, University of Ibadan.
It keeps getting better!
#SynergyAgenda
@AskMichaelTaiwo I want scholarship for my Post Graduate studies from Michael Taiwo Foundation. I made a first class in my undergraduate programme and I hope to advance my studies by doing my post graduate program.
So my generator went off a few minutes after I put it on tonight. All my devices were almost dead and I planned to use them for some very important projects.
But I didn’t panic. I just took the plug spanner that came with the gen and went downstairs to get it fixed.
After loosening the plug, I saw that the head was full of oil debris.
I scraped it off and washed the plug head with a little bit of petrol. I screwed it back in but it still refused to come on.
But I still didn’t panic. I unscrewed it again and put it on my gas cooker to heat it up. After it got red hot, I removed it from the fire and went back to screw it in.
The gen came on instantly and I can now do what I planned to do. My neighbours whose devices are also dead can now charge them.
The bottom line of this tweet is that as a man, there are some technical things that you must understand and be able to do yourself if you can’t get an expert to do it.
Imagine that I didn’t learn how to fix little issue with generators when I was younger, I wouldn’t have been able to do what I planned to do and would have also slept in darkness.
Some men cannot even change the oil in their cars, or do menial technical work like clearing a clogged drainage pipe in the kitchen or do electrical works.
Solving little problems like this will make your wife and children respect and appreciate you and if something needs to get fixed in the middle of the night, they can boldly say “We trust daddy to fix it”.
Our Universities needs more start up leaders and leading disruptors. This is where skills driven efficiency comes in rather than our continuous dwelling on certificate driven approach.
A few weeks ago, I was going to work wearing a white shirt. I took a cab, and at the next bus stop, a young man in greasy mechanic clothes stopped the cab.
As he was about to enter and saw that I was wearing a white shirt and would sit directly beside me, he said,
“Driver, e ma lo, mi o fe doti white egbon yi” in the Yoruba language which means “Driver, please go, I don't want to stain this brother’s white”
I told the driver to wait and let him come in. He came in but he tried as much as possible to ensure that his body didn't touch mine. The fear of staining my white was palpable on his face.
I told him to relax and sit well, that a white shirt can be easily washed. He relaxed a bit and asked why I didn't, like other formal workers he had taken cabs with, prevent him from coming in, give him a cold shoulder, and try to avoid any contact with him.
Then I told him how in 2020, I was in his shoes. I had been admitted to the university, but I had yet to resume due to the COVID-19 lockdown. So, I decided to learn mechanic work to pass time and I did so for four months.
Those four months exposed me to an environment I had never been in, made me see the world from the perspective of the less privileged but hard-working people who had no opportunity to acquire formal education.
I saw how people who would have otherwise accorded me some respect if they knew I was heading to the university in a few months treated me like shít because all they saw was a lowly mechanic boy who came to fix their cars.
On one occasion, I asked a police officer who had come to fix his car why police officers harass unarmed and innocent youths (this period coincided with End SARS). He was visibly angry that a lowly mechanic would ask him that question and said he was going to shoot me and nothing would happen. My boss asked me to apologise to him.
So, I had lived through the disdain with which people treated mechanics and other artisans who work for them, and I promised myself that irrespective of which level of success I attain in life, I will never treat any artisan doing a dirty but necessary job with disrespect.
The stain on my white shirt can be easily removed but the pain in the boy’s heart, if I had treated him like shit, would last a lifetime.
@Ayoelesho Moral values and lessons my brother. I have engaged in numerous menial jobs like that to survive in the past. In 2015, I was hawking detergent on street, today I am another thing else graduated from University and all. Only a senseless person does classism