My

LASU
Story

By

Zainab ADEROUNMU A. W.
 DEDICATION

To You, my gentle reader.

That you may explore possibilities, strive to attain excellence, discover and
accept your peculiarities.

Cheers. 🥂
 CONTENT

● Cover Page.
● Title page
● Dedication
● Foreword by Areh AbdulHamid Olabowale
● Acknowledgements
● Introduction

1. Green
Meeting MSSN
2. Yellowing
Mr Ademola's voice
Finding Nemo, or should I say, ZAINAB
3. Daring
Losing Adio
The Call
Going On
SDGs & GENDER EQUALITY 
4. Dipping
Eureka!
Award-Winning Fire-Spitting Small Girl
5. BECOMING; CHANGE & NEWNESS
● Advice from notable First Class Graduates
About the Author
 FOREWORD

My first encounter with Zainab was in the year 2018 when she worked with me as the Assistant
General Secretary of the Ramadan Planning Committee while I was the Chairman. Right from
the first meeting, Zainab was exceptional and I knew she was set for greatness as she fully
dedicated to whatever she sets her eye on. From over sixty members of the committee, Zainab
was amongst the most committed, the only 100 level committee member who was a principal
committee member; she signed and dispatched most letters without being told and was also on
ground to follow up with the letters. Alhamdulillah, that committee became a reference point in
all ramifications. The organization, finance, execution and strategy were top notch; we raised
more than 2 million Naira in donations. Ever since, I made it a point of duty to never be far away
from her.

Though, it came as a surprise to me, albeit a pleasant one, when she informed me of giving me
the honour to write the foreword to her memoir: My LASU Story. It is a pleasant surprise and a
big honour, as it is a manifestation of the truism of the popular saying in any meaningful human
relationship, "it is not just how long but also how well that matters", and I am grateful that she
appreciates my little quota in her life. Since our first meeting almost five years ago, I have gotten
to know the exceptional and outstanding Zainab Aderounmu Ayomikun Wuraola, a very dear
friend and sister which I am religiously fond of.

Indeed character makes a man. In knowing Zainab, I have gotten to know that diligence is her
main character, demonstrably honest, highly intelligent, extremely loyal, humble and, above all,
a God-fearing lady. In our last assignment together in LASU, the LASUSU 30th Anniversary which
I Chaired, Zainab acted in two capacities; Secretary, Finance, Sponsorship & Donations
subcommittee, as well as the Secretary, Anniversary Mega Trade fair. Based on her diligence,
dedication and fully owning the trade fair, she was made co-chairperson of the trade fair,
making her the only committee member who held 2 functionary positions amongst 40
members. The Student Union President, Ashade AbdulBasit Ademurewa after the program said
and I quote, "Areh, that I met Zainab at the end of our administration is one of the most painful
things to me; I wished I had met her earlier as none amongst all the ladies in the Union was in
her class". These personality traits made me fanatical about her growth and development, and
my being ready to go all out for her when the need arises. This trait of hers in committing
herself to so much and giving her all to whatever she believes in made it not so difficult for her
to achieve her goal of graduating with a First Class even when she was involved in so many
other things. I can say it with all authority, LASU has never produced any graduate like Zainab
and the world should anticipate the coming of a shining star.

I graduated with a CGPA of 4.48 even when I was at 4.49 as at my penultimate semester, I lost
out at the last minute as I couldn't identify my withdrawal point. My inability to recognize that
critical moment of making the decision to take an extra assignment or not, was what cost me a
first class, and this I know, Zainab mastered. She knows the onions of multi-tasking like the palm
of her hands, and knows when to withdraw her arsenal from the many things which could
distract her from achieving her set goal.

Thus, this book is a must read for anyone who wishes to be an exceptional graduate in all
ramifications. The book is also highly recommended as it is not just for admission seekers and
undergraduates but for all those who wish to understand how well to get involved in so many
things and get the best result from all. Zainab was not just a good programme or event planner,
she was a refined legislator as she was the first female Speaker of her department, the
department of English, Secretary FASA Constitution amendment committee, and the Chairman
LASUSU House committee on Academics; a distinguished public speaker and event anchor, and
more importantly, an entrepreneur in her own right.

Above all, students, academics, parents, care givers, mentors, mentees and the general public at
large would benefit immensely from reading this book as it is most revealing about everyday
challenges of students and the uncommon straw which usually breaks the camel's back, as
losing one's financier in school could shatter one's dream.

Are you are interested in unraveling the rare but necessary prerequisites for a successful
academic sojourn, decent living, exemplifying integrity and hard work? These are implicit
throughout the book; right from the Prologue to the informative appendices. In this book,
Zainab was able to enumerate her guiding principles which governed her orientation and
activities as a student which had her eyes set on the ball. The above in essence is the LASU story
of Zainab Aderounmu Ayomikun Wuraola, an uncommon First Class graduate.

I hope you enjoy reading it and find it informative, insightful and more importantly educative as
this is the missing guide which is needed by students to master the combination of academics
with other activities in the higher institution of learning.

Read, Learn, Enjoy.

Areh AbdulHamid Olabowale,

Chief Press Secretary to the Executive Chairman,

Ikosi-Ejinrin Local Council Development Area.

Lagos, Nigeria. 2022

 ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

I express my profound gratitude to the One who is First, and who orders my steps;
AlhamduliLahi!

I would also like to express my gratitude to my father, Adio, who taught me the value of
education; My mother, the most beautiful woman I know; My sisters, who I consider my divinely
orchestrated support system.

I thank the Giants of English on whose shoulders I stood: Abd. Lateef Kolawole, (Abu) Nasir
Balogun, Sulaimon Yusuf, Shina Shonde, Faith Uzuegbu, Ms. Taibat Akinsanya, Mr. Dele Adejobi,
Hauwa Animashaun, Abd.Rahman Otunuyi, and Rafiat Atanda, who I fondly call Momma.

To my intellectual and dedicated lecturers who led me to the fountain of knowledge from which
I drank: Dr. Bello, Oluwaseun Rachael, Dr. Rosarri Mbisike, Dr. Henry Hunjo, Prof. Ladele, Prof.
Ayodele, Dr. Oni, Dr. Akhimien, Prof. Ogunpitan, Dr. Ganiu Abisoye Bambgose, Mr. Dele Adejobi,
I say thank you. The lecturers who are not from English, but who made me believe in the
impossible: Dr. Jamiu Tijani and Mr. Ademola Ibraheem Lawal, thank you!

I appreciate the political juggernauts who facilitated my consistent elevation in the Student
Union: Areh AbdulHameed (the 30th LASUSU IEC chairman), and Hon. Shittu Isa Dolapo. The
skillful public speakers whose voices, teachings and proddings nudged me into public speaking:
Mr Ademola Lawal Ibraheem, Rafiat Atanda, Hezekiah Tiamiyu, Femi Akanmu, Eleso
Moyosoreoluwa Otefia, thank you!

To my non-linguist proofreader (who also read my undergraduate long essay), and my expert
storyteller who appraised the quality of my story: Iysa Abd. Salam and Caleb Chigozirim, thank
you.
The First Class Scholars who contributed their time, efforts and shared their stories: Kadiku Abd.
Quahar Babajide, Tiamiyu Ibraheem (Samba), Sanusi Hiqmah Ifedolapo, Mr. Shotunde Dimeji,
Mr. Benjamin Olowu, I do not take your kindness for granted.

To my friends, and loved ones: Abd. Fattah OlaWilliams, Olutosin Mazeedah, (everyone!) I love
you.

To my classmates and persons who have contributed to me, as well as those who kept asking
how I did it, I especially appreciate you. Your questions helped me put this together.

Finally, to myself, muah! I love you, Zainab ADEROUNMU Ayomikun Wuraola, Belle.
 INTRODUCTION

This is not a how-to book. Despite the title.

In fact, the actual story may be the shortest you have read in a while. However, this book is
designed to help you conceptualise and map your journey in LASU; there are five chapters
which represent five stages, depending on the number of years you have to spend.

If someone did this for me, I probably would have: wasted less time, acquired more skills, read
more books, attended more parties, made cool cash, and graduated with a higher CGPA. I’m
sure you’ll say, ‘First Class na First Class.’ Lol. But that is one of the truths of life; the ones who
did well would wish they did more, while the ones who didn’t would wish they did. This is your
cue to live with minimal regrets.

In essence, I am saying that your time here would happen in the blink of an eye. Ergo, every
session, semester, week, day, hour, minute counts! You would literally move from stage one to
stage two, and the ability to holistically view your experience is also important for success. As
humans, we live in a reversed manner. That is, we live, then look back to connect the dots.
However, visionaries and thought leaders are people who can help you connect the dots before
living, which is why I begged that Areh Abd.Hamid writes the foreword; do well to read it. He's a
Visionary I admire.

Furthermore, I have collated contributions from a number First Class graduates I know, one of
whom is the Phenomenal, Shotunde Dimeji, whose book ‘Nature Pays Diligence’ opened my
heart to possibilities. While reading my own story, I hope that you take a cue from these great
people and create a beautiful experience for yourself.

Is this book only for First Class ‘people’? No, it isn’t. I believe that the university is beyond
reading and passing exams; you are made for more. But I also believe that you can excel in all
spheres: academically, politically, business-wise, etc. Open your mind and keep your eyes on the
ball.
Most importantly, discover yourself. I look forward to your feedback/questions via texts, and
emails.

With love,

Zainab 💕
Wuraolaaderounmu@gmail.com

08075794638(WhatsApp)
 1

GREEN

'No, no, no, no! I don't want him to see me!' I screamed and raced to the ablution center when I
saw my dark, handsome, bearded, SHORT, crush approaching. For the purpose of preserving my
honor and dignity, I will not mention his name but he was the first notable student I met on the
corridor of the yellow and brown block of classrooms that is the department of English.

He introduced himself as the General Secretary of MSSN - oops, identity casted - and I
immediately felt safe because I'd been part of MSSN in secondary school. But that's not where
it's started; let's take a step back.

***

Rewriting Jamb and WAEC isn't a prospect any student would relish, especially not a 14-year-old
chic girl who just graduated from the most prestigious girls' secondary school in Lagos. And to
top that, she even had a prom date!

But for this chic 14-year-old whose favorite subjects were English and Islamic Religious Studies,
and who absolutely abhors Mathematics, and never ever passed it unless during promotional
exams, it is necessary to retake these exams. (Inserts tired emoji).

Moreso, Law is not a course that comes easily, not even when your father's friend is Prof.
Tamedo of Unilag.

"In fact, aren't you an indigene of Lagos State, LASU should grant you admission on a silver
platter".

My father's words imbued me with courage and confidence, and at his behest, I struggled, one
more time, to pass Maths. I did.

Unfortunately, LASU did not offer me Law still, but they offered me an option that would alter
my life's trajectory forever.
MEETING MSSN

"You can't choose anything else on this list o. I don't want you to do History, and what's the
meaning of Theatre Arts? Ofe ma jó ta?" (You want to dance for a living?)

Adio's voice echoes in my ears, as I struggled to make a choice from the list of available courses
LASU offered me. I clicked English and there was no turning back, which explains why I'm
currently giggling like a crazed Juliet whose Romeo just arrived.

Clad in my blue, white and black-patterned ankara flair skirt, black long-sleeved top and white
flowing hijab, I attempt to rid my face of the blush that seized it upon beholding Mr. Gen Sec.
who was supposed to tutor us that afternoon.

"Ya Allah, how will I concentrate?"

Our tutorials with these MSSN people have become regular and we find that we appear to be
ahead of the class, and we're considered intelligent with the manner we answer questions.

Did I say 'our'? My bad.

Allow me to introduce you to the squad, the scholars 'geng'. There's Hadiza AbdurRahman, the
quiet but goal-driven, dove-eyed girl who is absolutely sweet. Then, we have Shukroh Busari
who is equally quiet but reads extensively and exhaustively; here is Adeyemi, Shukroh whose
intelligence is refined and who never writes her surname without a comma. Finally, Mazeedah
Olutosin's dedication to excellence is one I still adore.

The phonology class with Mr. Gen. Sec. went hitch-free. Thankfully, I've mastered the art of
masking my emotions and affectations properly.

'Look at this 15-year-old o; is this what your father sent you to school for? Crushing? You better
follow Amir's advice and begin to live a triangular life'.

The self-talk worked, and I found myself living a triangular life; from the hostel, to class, to the
library, rinse and repeat. Nothing more, nothing less.
"How will a human being sleep in the library everyday and not read books? Madam, go and
carry that phonology textbook! What's this? Isn't this Syntagmatic and Paradigmatic relations
that SIA talked about in class? What does it even mean?"

Every single day for an entire semester, I resumed the library at 8am and retired at 7pm, all out
of boredom and loneliness. But, I began to focus when Abu called my attention to a possibility.

"Zainab, I don't expect anything less than a 4.50 GPA from you this semester. Do you
understand?"

It became my horizon, my obsession and my target. I spent more time in the departmental
library and even extended to the main library. What do you think the outcome of so much hard
work would be?

Loss.

Yes, I lost my baby fat, my weight and flesh. I became a bundle of bones and Adio kept advising
me to eat Ẹba everyday, for the next two semesters so I'll regain it.

Striving for excellence wasn't the only value MSSN taught me; I learnt friendship, teamwork,
and contribution. I came face to face with piety and spirituality for the first time in my life. It
was exciting and humbling.

I joined the Ramadan Committee because Mr. Gen. Sec was the one collating the names. I
attended the Leadership Training Programme also because Mr. Gen. Sec. made me his secretary,
but I met Areh Abdul. Hamid at the Ramadan Committee, and I met the love of my life, Public
Speaking, at LTP. Fast forward to the examination period.

I got introduced to night reading, and of course, I only came because Mr. Gen. Sec. invited me,
but I met my best girl Mazeedah, and that made the mosquitoes more bearable.

However, because my night reading began at 9pm and ended at 12am, I packed my bags and
bade it goodbye. Luckily, Zeed shared my sentiments and we became reading partners in my
hostel at Idiorogbo. Our reading sessions, l remember, happened on a small yellow plastic table
I lent from a neighbour, and it came with a lot of giggling and discovery about one another.

At the time, Zeed had problems with acquiring a nice hostel, so I invited her to stay with me.
Thankfully, my roommate, Balqeez, was accommodating. That was the beginning of a life-long
(by God's Grace) sisterhood.

We went everywhere together, wore matching clothes, completed each other's sentences, and
knew each other's moods before speaking. It was my prayer answered. People began to call us
twins, sisters, etc.

Because we shared similar ideologies, it was easy to read together. In fact, we had similar
opinions on everything; we disliked cooking, and absolutely enjoyed a nice golden morn
breakfast! Sighs... The good old days.

Occasionally, my friendship with Khalid Abojututu, and Musta'an Olawale (Law students)
brought me to school for night reading sessions, especially on days we had to study for
Phonology and ENG 107.

During examinations, I wrote every paper with trepidation and palpitations, as well as hundreds
of sajdah, but l guess Allah crowned my efforts when l finished the semester with a 4:70 GPA.
That was the beginning of my elevation and my downfall. Yes, an Elevated Downfall.

Nugget: Pay attention to how you spend your early days. They're more important than other
days.
 2

YELLOWING

'Sister Zainab, you must read like you never prayed, and pray like you never read,' Areh calmly
echoed to my ears, as I nodded understandingly.

This is the second semester, 100 level. But can we skip to the good part already? Because 'wetin
this semester take my eye see, ehh'!

After the long and windy 3-months strike, my head feels like a dessert. Infact, what is a noun?
Never heard that before! Even Mr. Gen. Sec. was disappointed when I told him I was only 60%
ready for the exams. 60% can't get you 5s, lady!

In this semester, I experienced a plethora of emotions both negative and positive. A persistent
discomfort and deep-seathed sadness clouded my days and filled my dreams. What is your
talent? Who are you? What are you useful for? These questions plagued me for weeks. Alas! I
had no talents, and no vision. Okay, what can you do? Alas! I was utterly useless.

This realisation filled me with depression, l was a moving mass of darkness and negativity. I was
convinced something was wrong with me. In fact, I was possessed by a demon. That's it. l mean,
who in a normal state experiences mood swings like it's bread and butter, or even garri and
water? And which human being is as useless as this? She certainly has to be in need of a
deliverance.

Guess what?

My deliverance did come. In human form. A divine blessing. Icon, as I like to call her, was the
Best Graduating Student in English during her set, and a bundle of excellent qualities. The day l
met her, l was the shyest person ever, and she didn't appreciate shyness at all, which made me
more sad! But l took her contact and barraged her with my questions on talent all which she
answered patiently.
It is safe to say that she has been one of the best things that happened to me. I remember being
enthralled by her spoken English and her kind laughter. Immediately Mr. Gen. Sec. introduced
us, she enclosed me in an embrace that spread warmth through me.

That Saturday had been one of my darkest moments. I left the hostel only because I wanted to
get away from my thoughts. In fact, the only reason I didn't commit suicide was because I
believe(ed) it's a sin.

Icon promptly reprimanded Mr. Gen. Sec. for not introducing me to the Crescent Avenue show
at LASU Radio. She asked him to show me the ropes and teach me how to flow on air. That was
the beginning of a beautiful adventure.

It didn't stop there though. The next month, she invited me to step out of my comfort zone by
joining the Eagles' Foundation for Humanity. Then, I collaborated with a group of intelligent
Youth to provide reusable pads for girls in Orile, Iganmu.

She also invited me to attend an Involve Africa's event at Muson Centre. There, my mindset
began to shift. Indeed, Icon is the answer to my prayer which states, " Ya Allah, please deliver
me from this demon that has possessed me." She was sent to deliver me from depression.

Fast forward to the examination period.

Of course, there's the usual trepidation and anxiety in addition to plenty sajda(prostrationin
prayer), but guess who dropped 3 points behind? Me! This semester, as I like to think, was the
deciding factor in my life as an academic. lf l got it right in that semester, maybe l would have
got it right at the end.

But nobody tells a naive and green undergrad never to register only 18 units. All they feed them
is how attaining a First Class is the most impossible feat in the world. Ish!

Nugget1: Never take any connection you make for granted. People are God's messengers to save
you from distress. Recognize them.
Nugget 2: Avoid registering only 18 units in any semester. Register only courses you need;
register by yourself and never miss an exam!

MR ADEMOLA's VOICE.

During Valedictory Service in Queen's College, the junior girls who are not graduating usually go
looking for their graduating school mothers and friends /cousins who would fill their bags with
food, small chops and plenty drinks. The 'boblar jingos' among us used to feel like Queens
because we would all latch on to them like leeches do, to the source of blood.

But Imagine this scene: a 9-year-old JSS 1 girl who resumed in second term, and hardly made a
friend, not to talk of a school mother, curled up on her bed layed in white and green checkered
bed sheet, on the lower bunk, in the corner of the blue-walled room, lonely and bored, because
other girls had gone to scout for food on the VS day, but she didn't!

Ayomikun, as she was known, blatantly refused to go out with her roommates just because she
didn't know anybody. It was a painful experience. Thinking about that experience makes me
wonder why I didn't feel the need to just get up and go, to just sight-see even if I didn't get
anything at all. What a potato she was!

Fast forward to 100 level second semester, and I did the same thing. Habits die hard, after all. It
wasn't that I didn't know anyone, it was only that I was uninterested, and rightly so. I knew Mr
Gen. Sec would be frolicking with a new girl he just met and I was incensed. (Please don't judge
me, even you've had a crush before, haq Haq.)

In the evening, because it was the month of Ramadan, I went to school to eat Iftar, and that was
where I heard this fair, handsome, intelligent public speaker whom Amir introduced as a First
Class graduate, shouting into the mike, about how Muslims are under-represented in the
Debate Society. It was there and then that I knew I wanted to join LSUDS.
Now, Icon had given me Mr Demola's contact at the beginning of the semester, but I stopped
trying to reach him because I thought he wouldn't like me. In my mind, I wasn't worth his
attention so I stopped trying. Unfortunately, I didn't know this was The Ademola Ibraheem
Lawal because I didn't recognize him. Nevertheless, Allah has His ways of connecting souls that
need to be connected.

Nugget 1; Go out! Best in staying inside is not a good award.

Nugget 2: Who/What you listen to can make or mar you. Expose your senses but guard them
well.

FINDING NEMO, OR SHOULD I SAY, ZAINAB

'This debate thing, come and teach me please. It's hard,' I cried to a friend who had the sense to
join LSUDS before me.

Sighs. 'Debate is not for everyone. It's quite hard, you know?'

My heart sank to its deepest pit. Never in my life have I felt so shot down. However, that single
expression fired me up to master the art of debating. Moving from trainee to member status
was the first hurdle I crossed, but little did I know that it won't be the most difficult.

____

' Zainab, calm down, breathe', Femi Akanmu's voice whispered to me as I stood in front of the
Faculty of Arts students who came to watch the Word War preliminary competitions.

I JUST FORGOT MY LINES! Or did my lines forget me??

As I walked out of the stage without having finished my speech, I could feel the back of my neck
burning. There was a conflagration beneath my hijab and it was burning me hard. Thankfully, I
didn't cry but I was close.
Consistently, at every debate training in that semester, I never finished my speech. I couldn't
even go past the introduction.

In fact, during the selection process for Intervarsity, I didn't even bother because, this debate is
not for me, after all. I didn't want to give up, but I low-key felt like Femi was tired of having me
around. If not Femi, at least, Zainab Amusa.

Ergo, I decided to seek my human blessing's help. She's the Queen of Talk, and was a badass
debater. Icon told me exactly what I was avoiding; she pointed at the white elephant in the
room and made me see what I decided to be blind to. What was it, you ask?

The state of my self esteem!

After sharing resources I could use, people I could imitate and shows I could watch to better my
public speaking, she said, " Zainab, you know sometimes, it may not even be that you don't
know the principles, it may just be that you're still struggling with self acceptance and
confidence. You're still looking to other people to validate your worth and confirm if what
you're saying makes sense. Stop that, okay?" Of course these were not her exact words, but
you get the drift.

And in that moment, I was set free. It was as if someone had lifted a huge iron pot from my
head. Why was I even carrying a pot on my head? Haq, Haq.

That day, I went back home, googled everything she talked about and I immediately fell in love
with Dr. Ibipo Salami from The Debaters by GT bank. Beyond that, I took time to analyze the
state of my self esteem/confidence and decide ways I could boost it.

Another blessing in disguise gave me the opportunity to truly focus on myself; The COVID-19
pandemic. In these 8 or so months, I began the journey of finding Zainab...

Nugget: Sometimes, you need an external fuel to light your fire into a conflagration. Find it.
 3

DARING

'‘The Rt. Hon. Speaker, the deputy speaker, the clerk, all protocols are well and duly observed.
My name is Hon. Zainab ADEROUNMU, and I second the motion earlier moved by Hon. Liadi.'’

This is the sitting of the 27th FASA-LASU parliament, of which I am a member. I have just been
appointed as the secretary of the Constitution Amendment Committee, and Molenu CFR, the
chairman.

How did I enter Students' politics? Well, remember I began the journey to find Zainab? It was an
actual thing. I made a strategy that involved trying my hands at everything that interests me just
so I could see the jacket that fits.

With that, I consulted a number of students' leaders, and they recommended faculty honorable,
and voila! I'm in.

Meeting Molenu was a sport. Learning from him, working with him, and being his secretary was
one of the highlights of my time as Hon. Member, 27th FASA. It was from Molenu that I first
learnt the art of parliamentary debates and speech organization, in the hallowed chambers.
How to call the attention of other honorable members, and hold it, by being articulate, and
most importantly, informed.

It was quite simple, actually. Because many Hon. Members failed to read the constitution, you
appear intelligent. How beautiful.

Unfortunately, the constitution amendment process wasn’t as beautiful, neither was it simple. It
was there, for the first time, that I glimpsed gross human inefficiency and lackadaisical attitude
to work. Lateness. Lack of interest/efforts. Belittlement of serious work. Or at least, what should
be deemed serious.
It sickened me, and as I tried my best to work against it, my value/worth raised in Molenu’s
eyes. He praised me and trusted me to deliver what I promised, but as quickly as I came to
know, constitution amendment is a tedious process; one I did not have the resilience for.

Another remarkable position I held as a 27th FASA-LASU Hon. Member, was the secretary of the
By-election Committee. It was especially interesting because I worked with Abonzi and Adeoye
Adelakun. Unlike the constitution amendment committee, these interesting personalities had
an emulable dedication to work.

However, the major highlight of this phase of my life was becoming the First Female Speaker of
NASELS SPC. How?

I discovered that my department lacked a legislative arm, which deprived us of quality

representation at the upper Chambers, including LASUSU. It was disheartening to discover that.

Thus, I decided to set up a parliament for NASELS. First, I bought the form & got sworn in.
Fortunately, some other people had applied to join the SLC too, so it was a complete house.

Then, the first challenge was the mace. Of course, a house cannot exist without the symbol of
authority, so we opted to lend the faculty's mace. However, the antagonism from faculty
honorable members spurred us to achieve our aim via fundraising.

With the lockdown in place, we set about training students of English across all levels, as well as
students from other facilities on CV/Resume writing taught by Icon, Creative Writing by Micheal
Aronmolaran, and Leadership skills by Barr. Hezekiah Tiamiyu. That was a beautiful period for all
members of the NASELS parliament.

For me, it was a period of self discovery. I realized that politics wasn't really my thing, and that I
had a lot to learn about leading myself first, before others. I also realized that I enjoyed public
speaking, and hosting events. I had found jackets that actually may fit me.

Nugget: Explore. It's how you find your strengths and weaknesses.
LOSING ADIO

Omo Esu. (The son of Locusts)

Aleoyun. (Owners of Oyun)

Ogawata Esu ko moloto. (...)

Abimbesu ti n fokoloreje (The one who eats up farm produce)

Awii wa, Omo onile iyun... (The owner of lands like beads)

Omo opomulero moja alekan.. (the son of opomulero...)

Sadly, I may not be able to translate these properly. In fact, I'm not certain I spelt them correctly
but I'm happy ADIO taught me our oriki before he died.

I remember that Saturday afternoon. It was an assignment issued by Dr. Hunjo for the Lagos
Orature course. I took a pen and a paper, and skipped to his favorite sitting spot.

"Daddy, please teach me our oriki, I don't want to fail."

"Ayo-MI-kun! You're supposed to know it regardless," he responded.

With a tooth missing in his brown-colored dentition, he invited me to an afternoon of Me and

daddy time. I sat at his feet and learnt how to recite a crucial part of my heritage.

Why do I call him by his name? Because the cold hands of death snatched him from me, and
this is my way of immortalizing him. It was at 200 level, a few days before our 2nd semester
examinations. I didn't even get to see him nor did I hear his voice. I didn't even know he had
been ill. One week, he was apologizing for delaying my allowance, and the next, he's being
buried. Simple.

No! Not simple. Adio was rock, my anchor, my source of enthusiasm, the reason I wanted to get
good grades, my financer, my everything! I never worried about so many things because he was
my shock absorber. In fact, Adio was the one who made my life's choices for me; Arts class
instead of sciences, Law, if law isn't working, English. And, I was okay; I never rebelled because I
had no reason to. And now, he's gone?

You would expect me to say that semester was hellish for me, right? No, it wasn't.

Somehow, I found a way to translate my grief into healing. That semester, I excelled at my exams
more than I had the previous semester. Of course, my father's friends and brothers showed up
for me in terms of my rent fees, school fees, etc., and I had money from my business.

So, by Allah's grace I didn't have to worry about surviving.

Then, Mazeedah's mom took me in from 300 level to 400 level, rent free. That was the evidence
of God's kindness to his slave. For the first time in life, I recognized that my father's life was
different from mine, and that his death is not some sort of wickedness to me. It was only his
time to go, and mine to go on. I was happy he was a good man and he tried his best to give me
all I needed to live; May Allah forgive him. In that semester, I was grieved but liberated.

Nugget: Grief may hit you, Challenges will come, but allow it transform you rather than hold you
down.

THE CALL

‘Sis. Zainab, are you busy?’

‘Busy?’

‘Yes. I mean, do you have any major position you’re holding? Or any major project you’re
working on this semester?’
As the numerous positions I held, and the myriad of tasks I had to execute ran through my mind,
I still said yes to Areh’s invitation to be the secretary of the fundraising team for the 30th
LASUSU Anniversary under the leadership of Comrade Ashade Abd. Basit (OBF). Because, well, it
was Areh. I worked with Andrew Fuhad Oladapo (Dynamight) and Fahd Alasela, both aspirants
in the forthcoming elections.

This was something I had never done before. I can be secretary, MSSN LTP twice, I can tutor for
FAMSA, I can wash plates for MSSN Ramadan committee, but how does one raise funds for a
landmark event? I was ready to put my all into it, and by all, I meant my blood, sweat and tears.

Because Areh was chairperson, the vision was bigger than anything that had ever been done
before. Typical Areh. We wanted a week-long celebration culminating in a bling and classy
dinner attended by Crème de la crème students of LASU. The onus fell on the sponsorship team,
but I soon discovered that we probably were the wrong team to place such responsibility on.
Emphasis on probably. Why? Andrew and Fahd were very busy with their campaigns.

With Areh's guidance, I created the proposal document and numerous letters for different
purposes. May I inform you, first hand, that planning an event is hard work? Distributing letters
is tedious and distracting, especially for a First Class student. Moral lesson, be careful what you
say yes to. Lol.

But this was Areh, and he chose me because of the values that we share. The same reasons he
chose Usman & B2K, so I couldn't back down.

Our pursuit appeared fruitless. Ergo, we came up with the idea of a trade fair. I cannot
remember whose idea it was, but it was to be the biggest trade fair on campus. I should have
shot it down the moment it came up, but Little Miss Shy doesn't recognise work even if you
shoved it in her nose. That fair was the most draining endeavor I have ever set my hands to.

First, we had to plan it. Publicise it. Process payments. Organise people. Apologise. Alter our
terms of agreement. Apologise again. Organise people again. Strategise. Delegate. And finally,
Launch!
Everyday, for three days, I, Wuraola, woke up at 6am to plan and begin the fair. Everyday for
three days, I missed classes. Everyday, for three days, I shouted, screamed and smiled at people.
Everyday for three days, I skipped breakfast and went hungry for most of the time.

However, the hunger didn't bother me. It was the part where I missed classes that was
harrowing. Imagine a high-flying student like me, missing classes? Oh, how I agonised about
what Dr. Oni must have taught in class! It was gruesome.

Finally, the fair ended and dinner finally arrived! It was bling, classy, and everything we hoped
for. There were a thousand awards, but none bearing Zainab ADEROUNMU. (I wish I could
include an emoji here, lol)

But guess what, even Areh didn't have an award. I adore that man for these reasons. It was
evident to me that I pushed my organisational/attention skills to the limit. I distorted the
rhythm of my life so much that I am only just beginning to find my balance.

Nugget: Learn how to say no without guilt, but never say no to a higher calling.
GOING ON

When Areh was announced as the chairman of LASUSU IEC, I was elated. I knew that the
LASUSU elections were about to witness unprecedented changes. However, I was not prepared
for the voting system and the structure. It was revolutionized.

That was one peak moment when I felt connected, engaged and involved in unionism. I
remember voting RMD just because I liked her picture and graphics. Most importantly, it was
the elections that brought me in as a member, 30th LASUSU SPC.

I looked forward to the beginning of the administration, and I was glad Areh had encouraged me
to apply. I was also excited because I'd be working on the highest level.

As the chairperson of the in-house Academic Committee, however, I had a dilemma. The
constitution doesn't explicitly state our functions, and so I knew not what to do with the
committee. However, I encouraged members to get involved with the activities of the academic
committee. I acted as a judge for the Academic Symposium essay competition and we found a
number of wrongs to correct here.

Beyond that, I made useful connections in the house, and contributed meaningfully to decision
making especially during the Constitution Amendment Process. My favorite! Because of my
background in Forensic Linguistics, I refused to let a stray comma go. Any vague or ambiguous
word was deleted, and wrong spellings were corrected, because the language of the law must
be couched in appropriate language to avoid future calamity. My colleagues names me
'Honorable English'. Lol. (if you're reading this now, it's similar to what happened with Asiwaju's
election and the 25% quota deemed not clearly stated in the constitution. Read about it.)

Nugget: Always distinguish yourself; be a meaningful addition wherever you are, no matter how
little your contribution.
SDGs & GENDER EQUALITY

I was inspired to apply for the Millennium Fellowship by Kehinde Adebiyi and Khairat Bashorun.
Two phenomenal people whom I absolutely adore.

As a person who suffers social anxiety & depression, I know how important self awareness &
self confidence are, in living a successful life. Merely being aware of your strengths, your
weaknesses, your triggers and everything in between can raise your chances for success
significantly.

In fact, if your self awareness leads to self acceptance and personal development, then you're
set for Mars. With this belief, I crafted my Millennium Fellowship application, and aligned my
goals with Gender Equality and Well being, with the intent of helping people find themselves.

When I got chosen as a fellow and Campus Director, I was excited for what is to come. I began to
build a community of people who desperately need self awareness skills & we schooled
ourselves in the art and act of awareness, acceptance, confidence & global contribution.

Besides my own project, I coordinated the other fellows, alongside Barakat Adebayo(my
co-director). We organized training sessions, picture sessions & even introduced ourselves to
the Vice Chancellor, which got our names on the school bulletin.

The wealth of work done by fellows cannot go unmentioned. Some of us worked on climate
health, like Barakah & Moses Sejiro, Ruth Ayobi & Tomisin worked on Gender Equality, Dabiri
Oluwaseun, Peter Olawuyi and Francis Anumudu, worked on education, etc. They were all
remarkable.

Nugget 2; You are bigger than your problems; Transform your pain into healing by providing
solutions to others.
 4

DIPPING

"Take another one. Let's see how it looks. Aww. This is so cute."

I posed for the umpteenth time as John Ikechukwu took pictures of me. We were at the
Students' Union Arcade to record a Voice Over for the WESTCOSELS Conference.

Clad in my navy blue baggy jeans, navy blue shirt and white hijab, I knew exactly how I looked.
Fab!

Beyond my fashion show/paparazzi, I have a number of worries this semester; my project, my

business and what's next!!!

First, this is the final semester, and I still don't have a scope of study. I've scouted the length and
breadth of the internet for sources/literature on Forensic Linguistics; I've read almost all
sections of the constitution but I'm still stuck on why exactly I want to conduct a Forensic Study
on the Nigerian Constitution.

Scratch that. I know why; because the constitution needs not just a legitimate overhaul but also
a linguistic restructuring, but how do I want to achieve this? My God!

I walked about with these queries which fueled my anxiety, anger, doubt, sadness and lethargy.
Twice, I almost made it to Dr. GAB's office to seek answers to my question because I thought it'd
be great to do a stylistic analysis. Twice, my timidity and shame turned me back. What would
intelligent Dr GAB think of me? Won't he say I'm an un-serious element?

Once, also, I almost had a conversation with Mr Dele Adejobi but he asked pertinent questions
that threw me off guard, and that put my amygdala in flight mode.

In those weeks, I was a bundle of nerves and a total emotional wreck. Well, especially because
Adeyemi and Mazeedah already had it figured out. What will I do 'bayi'? Is this how I'll spend an
extra year for a four year course? Will I disgrace my ancestors? What would feminist grand
aunty Wuraola say about me if she were alive? And Maami? I'm sure they'll be absolutely
disappointed and utterly disgraced by my foolishness. Even my father would bow his head in
shame, if only he was here. Sighs...

Alas! I found a solution. Maybe if I cut out all unnecessary extra-curricular activities, I'll be able
to figure out my scope. With this in mind, I stopped attending to so many things and so many
people. I hardly attended a FASA LASU SRC sitting, even at the LASUSU sittings which I rarely
missed, I was always writing my notes, doing an assignment or reading.

I minimised my involvement with MSSN, although I held on to FAMSA; I maintained an

unshakable and immutable lackadaisical attitude to the LASUSU/FASA/NASELS elections. Who
even asked Sesede to make me IPC chairperson? I don't want!

In short, I disappointed many people. I even stopped my work at Enarrate and Saeio Global.
Ergo, not only was I a moving mass of sadness but I was also painfully broke. What a life!

The day my worries would end-ish, I went to the faculty office. There, I met Quadri Ridwan who
said to me, "Zainab, I've noticed you. This isn't how you usually are. You're always smiling,
active, ready to work and present at meetings. But these days, you've been looking dull, what's
the matter?"It was as if Ridwan broke the walls of an old dam begging for repairs. The tears
came gushing first, before an incoherent attempt at an explanation. Like an avalanche triggered
by mere wind, my words came tumbling over one another.

That single conversation was my undoing, and the panacea to my problems. Typical of Ridwan's
nature, I went home smiling, reassured and calm. I was confident that I would write my
Undergraduate Long Essay, and ace it.

If only I could find a scope! Oomph!

Nugget 1; Gnashing your teeth in silence is not a sign of strength; seek help when you're stuck,
don't be timid. And, pay attention to your mental health.

Nugget 2: Rather than cut your activities, treat your attention deficit trait, master time
management and prioritise. (Read Hallowell's article on Overloaded Circuits for more
information.)

Nugget 3: Simply learn when to say no to positive distractions.

EUREKA!

"Zainab, don't you think the constitution is too big a document? This sounds like a PhD thesis,"
Dr. Mbisike's soothing voice sang wisdom into my sad ears.

"Yes ma. That's why I'm stuck. I have a problem with delimiting my scope."

"You know, I've been receiving some scam messages via SMS framed in peculiar language. You
should read about scam and maybe look at presupposition too. Well done! You're ahead of your
time, and I think Forensics is a good field to investigate." She quietly suggested.

"Thank you so much ma," I said with so much sceptism, and left her cream-coloured office.
Scam messages? Presupposition? But that's absolutely divorced from constitutional analysis.
Anyways, Library, here I come.

Anddddddd, that was the end of my woes!

At least, partly. I discovered that Forensic Linguistics fits almost perfectly with scam messages
and that nobody had actually investigated WhatsApp scam! What is more, scam messages
circulated during the pandemic, and my mom was almost a victim of an FG-themed scam. Wow!
What a domino effect just from a simple suggestion?
I could have saved myself all the trouble if; I had the courage to speak with Dr GAB or if I didn't
think supervisors were witches who ate their supervisees alive! I literally used to avoid Dr.
Mbisike in class, and on the corridors just because I was afraid of facing her. What level of fear!
My God!

Why did I finally go to her office? I was exhausted. The prodigal daughter had expended all her
energy, wit and intelligence; I was ready for her to take me as I was, and she did.

The same exhaustion also made me move a bit closer to Dr GAB. I mean, if Allah gave me the
grace to meet this intelligent and passionate teacher, it would be my fault if I wasted it because
of timidity. Why is a human being even this shy? This has to be a medical condition. Lol!

Well, you can guess the rest of the story from here. Not only did I figure my scope, significance
and aim, but I had the clearest vision of my goal that nothing distracted me from reaching it. I
took special advantage of Ramadan to pray fire, to read fire and write fire! In fact, my itikaf was
a combination of a writer's surge and a believer's focused period. AlhamdulilLah!

By the end of Ramadan, I had my chapter 3 and had even collected my samples of scam
messages for analysis. Thanks to Fuhad Badru, I had excess samples. Thenceforward, there was
a bounce in my steps and a glint in my eyes. I greeted Dr Mbisike with smiles and vigour in my
voice. I asked more questions and she appeared impressed.

Of course, I was a bit worried because I was on the First Class journey, exams were fast
approaching and I was still very broke.

Then came another blessing in human form.

"Zainab, send me your account details. I think you're eligible to receive from the proceeds of
Zakah."

Me? Zakah? Well, technically, I'm an orphan (according to Islamic law), and in my current state,
I'm a needy person. So, okay, I guess I am. Dr. Isa solved my money issues, and I had less to
worry about and more focus to invest in examinations.
Nugget: Build a relationship with the human blessings in your life, even before you need
something from them.

AWARD-WINNING FIRE-SPITTING SMALL GIRL

"Wuraola, you're about to leave the university and you're yet to prove yourself as a public
speaker, not to anyone but to us, the council-of-elders living inside you. You can't leave without
practical experience, please do something about it!"

At the behest of the mothers of the earth who reside inside me, I began to participate in more
debate competitions. I remember the one hosted by FASA SRC led by Hon. Liadi; It was a fun
ride but I lost first position to a worthy opponent, Erhuvwu. Now that I think about it, Zusan
Azeez gave me a 5in1 hardcover as a prize. How preposterous!

I also participated in the NULDS debate but I had to leave for my AIESEC interview at Unilag so I
came second. Again! Then, I moved to the Faculty of Sciences debate. I still do not accept the
results of that debate because the winners only came to drum into our ears, but it takes two to
win and we didn't really practice together. However, I strongly believe I did excellently.

The peak of my competitions in that final semester was the NPS 5.0 parliamentary debate. This
was an inter-tertiary competition, and LASU's nemesis, UI, was in attendance. The beautiful
thing was that I had a brilliant partner, whose research skills & speaking prowess is
beautiful/excellent. We prepared in 1½ days, and I didn't even bother internalising my speech
because we were to prepare for both sides, after which we'll ballot and pick the side to speak
on.

When I picked our strongest side of the argument, I felt we had a chance of winning, but to
defeat the University of Ibadan? Haq Haq. That's laughable!
When it was my turn, I debated and absolutely enjoyed myself. However, the UI guy spoke next,
and shadowed my speech. Then, Ismail, my supporting speaker came next and performed
excellently.

Unfortunately for UI, the supporting speaker from UI wasn't as excellent and that gave us
victory! When LASU was announced as the winner of NPS 5.0, it was as if the gates to my
lacrymal glands were unlocked by the unseen forces of the universe, and the drums of tears of
joy and relief came tumbling down like June rains.

I cried. Not only tears of joy but also tears for the four years of hard work. Tears for the debates
I've flunked. Tears for the time when Femi Akanmu was asking me to calm down because I had
forgotten my lines on stage.

Tears that this small girl, whose puberty was later than her friends, whose speech was always
twisted and incomprehensible, whose records indicated zero awards, whose heart raced when
she wanted to answer questions in class, stood, proud and tall, in front of the Hallowed
Chambers, filled to capacity, spat fire and emerged winner. That was what I cried, tears of joy.

Nugget: Rid yourself of the worm-in-the-dirt mindset; you're a god with infinite capabilities.
 5

BECOMING; CHANGE & NEWNESS

The human mind is wired to seek closure especially in traumatising situations. But sometimes,
there is no closure. There's just you, still alive, a bundle of activities and a burst of energy. It
doesn't help when you have a mountain of ambitions; it'll be as if time is working against you.

I'll be 21 in September 2022, or if you're reading this in past tense, then, I was 21 in September,
2022 but I feel like I've lived four decades already. I mean, so little time, and a 100 million things
to do! But I've learnt a few skills; how to organize my mind, and how to prioritize; how to seek
help when I need it, and to identify and connect with the people who would be part of my
destiny.

Examinations are over. I've submitted my project. I've passed my project with an A. I'm senate
approved, graduating with First Class Honors with a CGPA of 4.54 as the Best Graduating
Student of the Department of English. Dr GAB is now my friend and mentor. Dr. Mbisike is away
in the US for her sabbatical and my mother is the happiest woman in the world.

I am still a small girl with a Big God. I am still shy but confident. I am still a rookie public speaker
but with two certificates and a zeal to excel. I am still on Juz Nabai but with renewed
determination to memorize the Qur'an. I still stumble on my words but I have good diction and
pronunciation. I still avoid people who make me anxious, but I'm learning to focus on positivity
and build anticipation instead. I still love school despite Nigeria's woes. I still love academics
despite how boring it is. I now have a B.A English, and I am ready to Begin Again. I am still
learning the ropes of entrepreneurship and I am still evolving.

The butterfly has left her cocoon; I am a work in progress and Mr/Mrs Tamedo is not my yard
stick.

Nugget; Have faith and persist. Become…

ADVICE BY NOTABLE FIRST CLASS GRADUATES IN LASU
Let's hear from phenomenal, high-achievers with whom I've had the opportunity to interact,

💕
and who inspire me. I tried to get contributions from scholars who studied different courses so
that you may find your muse and words of inspiration from them. Enjoy.

1. Aminat Yusuf

Overall Best Graduating Student, 2021/2022 (Perfect CGPA, 5.0)

Despite not earning much, my parents who were so dedicated towards my  education. They
dedicated a large part of their income to my education. So, to make their sacrifices worth it, I
then intended to excel. Also, considering the fact that in today's world, we have more
opportunities than our parents had, we must leverage these opportunities and prove to the
world that indeed, we can take over the mantle of leadership. I was encouraged by the fact that,
as women, we have better opportunities, and we can take advantage of these opportunities to
make great things.

Most importantly, I was guided by the fact that, in Islam, education is also valuable. As muslims,
we must try to learn, seek knowledge, and strive. The fact that Islam celebrates knowledge
makes you an ambassador of Islam in every phase of your life. I tried to work hard to prove that
we can do great things in terms of education.

In addition, I read a lot because I enjoy reading. So, I really don't keep track of time, but on an
average day, I could read for 15-18 hrs depending on what I have to do, but if I'm free all
through, I could read for a longer hour. My reading period wasn't defined, but I enjoy reading.
Identify what works for you and stick with it.

My advice to you who has a goal, in this sense, to students who are willing, or aiming to have a
First-class, is to first, believe in your dreams. I've been told that it's impossible to be a direct
entry student and still make a first class considering the fact that the courses you do are more
than that of the regular students. So, there may be many negative comments from people
saying it's not possible to achieve that kind of feat.

Know that your goals are unique to yourself, so, possibility, in my own opinion is subjective to an
individual. What I find very possible might not be possible for another person. We're unique to
our goals and not everyone may understand the motive that drives me to strive for what I want
to achieve. Don't allow people to discourage you. As far as education is concerned, students just
have to strive, finish their entire course outlines, read before going for the exam, and make sure
they understand what they've read.
Most students read three weeks before the exam, so, you can't compare the level of expertise
of a student who has been reading since the beginning of the semester. Of course, such
students would definitely excel. Also, try as much as possible to build a positive relationship
with your lecturers. Beyond the classroom learning, if you read something and you find it
difficult to understand, reach out to them. If they didn't respond, you'd definitely find someone
who would be willing to help and explain that particular point to you because that single point
can make a difference. You can't afford to miss relevant information. That worked for me
because the lecturers knew that I was very inquisitive.

And then, prayer. It's very essential. You can't deny the God-factor. So many times when things
seemed impossible, Allah came through for me. As you're working towards achieving
something, be in line with Allah's direction. Build your spiritual connection with Allah.

2. Shotunde Oladimeji

Overall Best Graduating Student 2018/2019

Like Zainab, I was recuringly asked the big question: “How did you do it?” It is only normal to
give random and conventional statements; but when a magnifying lens is used, you will figure
that success stories have some very salient elements to them. These elements are each dictated
by certain peculiarities and the individual experiences of people. That is why a template for Mr.
A might not necessarily work for Mr. B in essence. Does that invalidate the template? No.

 I will share a personal experience: I could remember when I granted press interviews after
emerging as LASU’s valedictorian for the 2018/2019 academic session. In between those
interviews, I mentioned how I wasn’t a library-going personality and as such, didn’t at any point
use the library. Does that imply previous or succeeding valedictorians should not embrace
library usage? Certainly NO. This is what I call the individual factor to success, but we either
negligently or ignorantly tend not to pay close attention to this salient success component. Let’s
be clear: there are many routes to attaining success, but the decision on what route to take is
hugely dependent on the individual at the helm. 

Consequent to the above, beyond adherence to the ideals of diligence (which is generic), my
advocacy has always been for success enthusiasts to create their own personified templates for
success. How do you do this? (1) You need to develop personal principles, standards, and core
values; and (2) Take charge of your input-output routine. What drives you as a person? Have you
discovered your personal legend or purpose? What standards have you set for those you wish
to accommodate around you? What are the calibers of those you look up to? What ideals are
you known with? What do you read and digest every day? Basically, what do you take in? A
configuration of all these is what births the eye-popping success everyone sees in the end. I will
leave you to answer these questions in your spare time. Your responses to them should
naturally signal your readiness to embark on the long ride journey to both academic and
professional success. I wish you the best!
 3. Benjamin Olowu

Overall Best Graduating Student 2019/2020

Being Successful in your academics and life is more about becoming better at what you do,
which is dependent on how much you invest in yourself. Having the vision to succeed is not
enough to get you where you want to be. There are many important questions to be answered.
How do I get there? What are the things I need to do that will place me on the path to getting
there? 

As far as I can remember, I have always wanted to get a scholarship to pursue my graduate
study at a top school in the US, and from my findings, all I needed to do to achieve that dream
was to graduate with a good CGPA. The question then becomes how do I graduate with a good
CGPA? What are the things I need to do? What steps do I have to take? What will be required of
me? Answering these questions indirectly developed a strategy that led me to be where I am
today.

An important way to be intentional about your academic growth is to get a mentor who can
guide you on that path. This person helps you stay focused, they also stand in as a comforter
when the going gets tough. You should get someone you connect with, someone who is willing
to devote time, who is an active listener, who will challenge you to improve, who isn’t afraid to
ask tough questions, and who will deliver honest feedback, both positive and negative. 

Another way is to stay committed to being disciplined and resilient regardless of the frustration
and challenges that may come. Trust me when I say, it takes a lot of dedication and sacrifice to
excel. Robert Kiyosaki, a popular businessman once said “Success takes an investment in time,
dedication, and sacrifice”. It takes some level of discipline to say “No” to your friends when they
call you to come to have fun, but then it is something you must learn in order to stand out
among them. Take responsibility for your success and you will see yourself not making excuses
but always striving to come out as the best you can. 

Finally, ensure you are working towards your goal daily, and trust that you are doing enough to
get better every day. The future is shaped by what you do today and not tomorrow. Keep tabs
on your progress and whenever you can, celebrate your small wins. Look back to where you
were to see how far you have come. Take breaks when necessary but “Keep striving regardless
and never give up”.
 4. Ibraheem B. Tiamiyu

Best Graduating Student, Department of Economics 2018/2019

There are different approaches to attaining success; an approach that works for an individual
might not work for another individual. However, one thing is incontrovertible, irrespective of
the approach adopted, efforts must be made to achieve success. The primary effort is
identifying oneself; the ability to understand what works for you in an effective and efficient
manner. This might take time, but when one is intentional about the process, it will eventually
yield positive results.

Trying to know the most productive time to study, the residual rate of assimilation and chances
of developing it further, mode of study, coping mechanisms, motivation for success, will
culminate to help you in the self-discovery process and will make you not only hardworking, but
also smart.

The importance of having a mentor/ mentors can never be overstated; “Mentors are like
roadmaps that lead and also guide us”. With mentorship, the journey becomes less tedious,
because you have a person who has lived your dreams or is currently living it (a mentor could be
a senior or junior or co-colleague).

To be an all-around student, one needs to be a highly spirited individual, being open to getting
the best out of life and creating a balance in whatever he/ she does. Create time to have fun
responsibly, in your own way (having a fun time also helps in relaxing the brain and building
intelligence), network with people - socially and professionally, while always having your eyes
on the goal (focus) and most importantly, the God-factor.

I will leave you with my favorite and widely accepted quote by my humble self - “Irrespective of
your background, gender and what have you, Success is never biased, it is attainable by
ANYBODY and EVERYBODY”.

5. KADIKU BABAJIDE ABDULQAHAR

First Class Graduate, Business Education 2019/2020

When I first got into LASU I wasn’t so motivated because I had wanted to study business
administration but unfortunately it was not accredited in my year of admission. So I had to
’settle’ for business education. Whenever I told my friends that I was studying business
education, they would laugh and say ‘’ teacher! God forbid’. So I had a discussion with my
mentor and he made me understand that my course was a special course because it was a
double honor course and that what would really make it worthwhile is if I was outstanding. This
discussion led me to a resolution to put in all my best in my academic pursuit.

In 200 level, I had a carry-over in a simple course called ‘First-Aid’ because I had grown very
comfortable and nonchalant. I missed a CA test and the popular opinion was that if you missed
a CA test in the course it was an automatic carryover. So because of that mindset, I had resigned
to my fate even before writing that exam. Because I had accepted failure, I failed. But to my
surprise, I had a course mate who passed the exam even though she had equally missed the
test. Unlike me, she prepared well and did not give up. So this changed my view and made me
adopt an optimistic approach to my examinations from then on.

One mistake I made was to concentrate on only the academic aspect of schooling, I did not
volunteer for any role, I did not engage in social campaigns and try to build my network. In fact I
shied away from anything that involved interactions with other people. Don't do this.

In my journey in LASU, I always put God first in anything I do. I refer to this as the GOD factor
because some things are out of your control and you can only pray they are in your favor. Be
humble to learn from anyone at anytime because you cannot know it all, no matter how good
you are. I did that by attending tutorials, met with coursemates for explanations, etc. Have a
can-do spirit and believe in your capability. Always be prepared because it's only when you have
confidence in yourself people would have confidence in you. Finally learn, relearn and unlearn
as you grow.

6. Hiqmah Ifedolapo Sanusi

First Class Graduate, Zoology 2020/2021

Academic excellence indeed does not automatically mean financial success and that is what makes
people think “school is a scam”.

It does, however, give one an edge over someone who did not acquire an education. How you use the
knowledge gained is what determines who you will be. It gets extremely exhausting when you read just
to pass and not to acquire knowledge and skill. Academic excellence gives a sense of accomplishment,
improved esteem, and opens up opportunities. In my family, we are told to make whatever thing we do
worthwhile.

Attaining academic excellence is not something that can be done in a twinkle of an eye or over a birthday
cake when making a wish: you have to put in the effort. Few steps to take include:

Having a positive mindset and behavior, a written-out set of goals, time management skills, attending
lectures, revising notes, reading extensively, resting and eating properly, and most important to me,
praying.
 7. Adeyemi, Shukroh Feranmi

First Class Graduate, English, 2020/2021

To attain success, you must have certain principles. Mine are diligence, excellence and
consistency. They are what I represent as a person. Also, my parents are my driving force. I want
to make them proud because they have immensely invested in my education. So, I just want to
make them happy by having good grades and being the best at everything I do. What drives
you? Identify it.

You must also understand what works for you. Identify that time you can read and assimilate. It
may be in the night, afternoon, or morning. Target that moment to study always. Moreover, you
should study, not read; especially when exams are around the corner. You should study
exhaustively using your course outlines and more than what you have on your outline. Just
make sure you know it well and present it reasonably. It is one thing to know something and it is
another thing to present it outstandingly. Study well and understand how to present what you
have studied excellently. You should read, and write in exams with finesse.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Zainab ADEROUNMU A. W., is a First Class graduate and Best Graduating Student of English
Language from the Lagos State University, Lagos Nigeria. She is an award winning public
speaker, a certified events' host who has compered a number of high-profile events including
the LASUSU Leadership Conference and Listen '22 as the Red Carpet Host.

She has also served through various leadership positions held as a student which include;
Speaker of the National Association of Student's of English and Literary Studies Parliament,
Honorable Member, 31st LASUSU Parliament and Chairperson, in-house committee on
Academics, Campus Director Millennium Fellowship 2021.

As a Millennium Fellow, she executed a project under SDG4 titled The Confidence Community,
which is a community of women who are focusing on building their confidence and competence
for success and social impact.

She currently serves as The Lagos State Youth Ambassador, which means that she leads a
cross-functional team of 50 young people who are passionate about making change in their
immediate environment. As an Ambassador, she represents young people on high-profile
meetings including a committee reviewing the Youth Policy in Lagos State.

Zainab believes that when women are empowered, the world is empowered, so she
consciously represents women, especially Muslim Women because representation is important.

She is an avid reader and a lover of African Literature. 

COPYRIGHT
This is not a work of fiction.

MY LASU Story. Copyright © 2023 by Zainab ADEROUNMU A. W. . All rights reserved. No part of
this text may be plagiarised, stolen or falsely misrepresented.
Cover design and illustration by Kehinde Bankole

FIRST EDITION

Digital Edition JUNE 2023