A dream! A long black snake going in circles chasing its own tail, August Kekule woke from his dream and Eureka! The true structure of the benzene ring was born.
This brings me to the topic: EVERYDAY WITH CHEMISTRY.
Wednesday 27 July 2011
Sunday 24 July 2011
THE REVOLUTION IN NIGERIAN TERTIARY INSTITUTIONS: THE CHANGE WE NEED.
Music is a language the body understands, when the same note on a musical instrument is struck over and over again, the dancer soon wears out.
I am here to speak not because am a Nigerian, not because am a youth, but because I am a student of change who has discovered that nowadays University education is being sought after only to obtain white collar jobs. Too much dependence on paper qualification has ultimately crippled the thinking capacity of the average Nigerian student, so blessed with the gift of creativity and innovation .paper qualification will only lead us to a rat race that never ends thereby shedding the blood of innovation on the altar of a ‘paper degree’.
Gone are the days when the university used to be the point of reference, when the town looked to gown for answers but now it seems the tide has turned. The line between the illiterate on the street and the literate behind the desk is thinning at an exponential rate. Our children will not remember us by the number of protests we took part in, but that we provided alternative solutions to existing problems. With every protest, it is a shame we celebrate.
Nothing will be unless we make it be. Every student of art, science, technology is saddled with the responsibility of providing solutions to salient situations that plague our society. Michael Faraday, Isaac Newton, Thomas Edison did not create new inventions with sophisticated instruments but with crude instruments did they improvise, till they got it right. We should not wait for the government’s whistle to blow before we begin to dance.
It is time to think outside the box and begin to create Materials for study rather than be dictated to in a classroom. It is condescending that a student of a tertiary institution is being told what to write rather than writing to tell.Our inactions must cease and our true identity as custodians of the gown of character, learning and skill be revealed. For only then will our children and even our great-grand children remember us.
The music is changing and it is time for a new dance, or else we wear out in no time. Thank you.
I am here to speak not because am a Nigerian, not because am a youth, but because I am a student of change who has discovered that nowadays University education is being sought after only to obtain white collar jobs. Too much dependence on paper qualification has ultimately crippled the thinking capacity of the average Nigerian student, so blessed with the gift of creativity and innovation .paper qualification will only lead us to a rat race that never ends thereby shedding the blood of innovation on the altar of a ‘paper degree’.
Gone are the days when the university used to be the point of reference, when the town looked to gown for answers but now it seems the tide has turned. The line between the illiterate on the street and the literate behind the desk is thinning at an exponential rate. Our children will not remember us by the number of protests we took part in, but that we provided alternative solutions to existing problems. With every protest, it is a shame we celebrate.
Nothing will be unless we make it be. Every student of art, science, technology is saddled with the responsibility of providing solutions to salient situations that plague our society. Michael Faraday, Isaac Newton, Thomas Edison did not create new inventions with sophisticated instruments but with crude instruments did they improvise, till they got it right. We should not wait for the government’s whistle to blow before we begin to dance.
It is time to think outside the box and begin to create Materials for study rather than be dictated to in a classroom. It is condescending that a student of a tertiary institution is being told what to write rather than writing to tell.Our inactions must cease and our true identity as custodians of the gown of character, learning and skill be revealed. For only then will our children and even our great-grand children remember us.
The music is changing and it is time for a new dance, or else we wear out in no time. Thank you.
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