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Young Creative In Africa.
Dele was tired. He was tired of school and the lecturers that seemed to derive joy from frustrating the students and seeing them fail. He was tired of chasing a degree that was going to inevitably lead to a unfulfilling career just so he can “make his parents proud”. He was tired of people looking down on him because they thought he was a slacker and a ne’er do well. He was tired of the made up rules about how to live your life in a way accepted by society, the right age to graduate school, the right age to get a job and leave your parents’ house, the right age to get married, all that nonsense.
Dele just wanted to paint. That’s all he ever wanted to do. But all his life he had been told “you can’t make a living off that”, “go and get yourself a real job”, “you’re too lazy for school that’s why you want to paint”. Then after a period of soul searching watching Dead Poets Society, Dele realized that the only thing that mattered was his happiness and sanity, and as long as he stayed true to himself and his art he would not fail and he thought “fuck it”.