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Hello and welcome to my blog, from my experience, I have no doubt but to subscribe to the fact that dream never change or expires, but they transform to something different. In today's episode, I will be telling us how my dream transformed and the impacts it left behind.

As a child, simulated stethoscope and bandage happened to be my most used "toys" I can recall running around the compound with my toys while my younger siblings played the patient's role. Pressing the instrument on their chest and using my bandage to wrap their knees are experiences I will never forget in a haste. I tried mimicking what medical doctors do in Nigerian movies. At this point you've all seen what my dream was. I really wanted to be an hero because I saw doctors as super heroes who go around saving lives. Calm, intelligent, respected and neat were all that captured me.

I worked hard in school. I loved science, played with Biology textbooks, and even went as far as volunteering for our School red cross association. Everything went smoothly until a day came. A day I will never forget as it shaped my mindset and transformed my dream. Imagine a future doctor running away from a blood scene.

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It happened during my SS 2, a girl in my class had a deep cut during break period. Blood flowed heavily and I was called to give her first aid treatment since I was the leader of the School red cross team. I happily ran to the scene only to see blood i have not seen before. While everyone moved closer, I started moving to the opposite direction, froze and perplexed. My hands shook, my stomach churned and it was as if the blood was coming out of me.

I went into the classroom without talking to anyone. At this point a thought cracked in me and I began to think in opposite directions. I realized I needed to face life realities just as it is. "Being a medical doctor is just a dream" was the thoughts harbouring around me. Why should a medical doctor be afraid of blood?.

Well, it took me days to accept that I have been chasing the wrong dream. For some time I felt lost and rejected. It was like someone who has failed his younger self. I avoided and hated career talks especially when someone asked why I avoided medicine. Months passed and I embraced my self and appreciated the fact that I have discovered what no one could helped unravel. Something else began to grow quietly and deeply within me. I discovered that I had joy in teaching.

From helping colleagues to explain topics in simple and friendly terms, I tutor friends and kids in my neighborhood. The story was cleared when I finally saw myself in the faculty of Education, University of Uyo. There, I found joy in learning process. Helping someone accumulate knowledge became my most priority and for the first time again, the old feelings returned.

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Now, I am a teacher. Not just the hero on white but a hero in the classroom moulding and making the best out of young minds. I listen, inspire and guide because in them I have found peace of mind.

It is true that dream never disappear but are transformed. They evolve and lighten the paths for a better tomorrow. The child who was so determined to be a medical doctor so as to heal bodies is now an adult who heals minds. I learned that it's normal to change directions taking into consideration that our paths to success is not straight.

Let me end by encouraging us to continue grinding against all odds knowing for sure that dreams never dies but transforms. I invite at @bossj23, @waterjoe, @ruthjoe and @ngoenye to share their experiences.