Nigeria, a country where people are degree crazy. "If you don't go to the university, you will never make it in life" is a notion majority hold. Dantang is a young talented and gifted individual but academics has never been his strong suit. Rather than focusing on his skill and area of strength so as to further develop them, he decided to go to the university. He had been told severally he would never amount to anything in life unless he went to the university. Money that would have been used to fully develop himself and possibly start a business was used to pay school fees and acceptance fees. Well, it's not as if such money would have been raised if he were to go learn a skill or trade, but since it's for school the money would be raised, "my pikin must go school". After several calls to different relatives, his parent eventually raise the money and off to school he is. In his first semester he bags 3 to 4 carry overs and by the end of the session, he already has 5 to 6 carry overs. Soon he is termed dull by lecturers and course mates. The skill he had prior to going to the university is not developed, the certificate is his priority. Even though it's glaring the "four wall" isn't for him. He begins to think of ways to manuevre and outsmart the system, in a bid to get the grades. Ohhh, he does. He finishes and graduates with the over 300,000 students who leave school every year and enter the labour market. After 2 years of searching for a job to no avail, he resorts to develop that skill he had always had and boom just like that 6 years of his life wasted, excluding the numerous internal and external crises that would have occured. His childhood friend Edidiong, although exceptionally brilliant didn't want to rush into school. She had heard stories from friends what Nigerian schools were like, but her parents forced her to go anyway. "If you don't go to the university, you will never become someone in life, just go and get the certificate. Don't worry God will see you through" they said. She entered school and became friends with all the alhaji's in town, who she sold her wares to, just to survive in school. Everytime she called home it was one story or the other, she had to hustle to survive. She had to follow the generational fallacy else she would have no future, now the future she is going to have will involve taking ARV's.