Nothing in this world can take the place of Persistence. To achieve anything in life requires faith, determination, hard work and persistence. We all have dreams but in order to make our dreams come through, we need to pay the price of success which involves sacrifice and a lot of effort.
Such is the story of Onuoha Uzochukwu Ifechinyere, founder of Alchemy Pro Web Design Service. He is one of the smartest people in the field of Web Design and Development with a very large portfolio. He had a very bad handwriting from childhood up to tertiary level. Yet he never gave up, he kept on trying to make it better until he finally got it right. Now he has one of the best hand writings anyone could ever wish for. His hand writing does not go unnoticed and he receives compliments from almost every one he comes across. There are a lot of lessons to learn from his story which tells us that nothing is impossible to achieve with determination and persistence.
Read his story below:
My name is Onuoha Uzochukwu Ifechinyere. I’m from Imo State, Ezuhu Nguru Aboh Mbaise LGA. Born into a family of 5 children, 3 boys and 2 girls. I’m the 3rd child and second son. My background has been an adventure of laughter and pains, I was born in Jigawa State though. I had my primary and secondary school in the Jigawa State. I graduated from Federal College of Education Technical Bichi Kano State in 2012 where I studied Mathematics Education and Computer Science. Now an internet entrepreneur and a computer programmer.
Growing up, I never knew that there was something as interesting as wanting to improve handwriting. No, of all we could think of, handwriting was the least of all. I wanted to be a better artist and my handwriting wasn’t going to be a hindrance.
Throughout my secondary days and even my early months in tertiary institute I had a bad handwriting. It was so poor that I even knew it. I can still remember vividly when I was flogged sequentially because of my writing. When my mom will send for Nnamdi Ignatius who was in primary 4 to come call me in primary 5 just answer some questions why I failed just one exam question in Agricultural Science.
I still remember when my big sister will beat the number 3 into my head every night. When I will always hide my book after school hours to avoid been bad mouthed because of my handwriting by my friends and big siblings.
However, one thing about me is that I like trying things, from learning how to neat sweaters with my mom’s crochet to learning how to make hair, fix weavons and nails, to learning how to cook egusi soup, wash bitter leaf and even makeup. Yes, I know perfectly how to do all that. I was an all-rounder. But this one about my writing was one big problem for me.
A year before I graduated from school I felt this great discomfort within me and it was heavy. As at then, I was already using a Toshiba laptop, operating in a business center and having some cool cash, but whenever I see my writing it’s even annoying to look at it. Sometimes I will not be able to understand what I have written. I actually struggled with it.
As they say *once in a lifetime we find a reason to be real, good and relevant. So. one day I was working on a project for a student and I was going through the fonts on the pc, I didn’t know why I stayed longer there. The fonts were just inspiring and wooop, I decided to try something out. I found many fonts, but at this point I needed to focus on on, so I choose one that looked cute (I can’t remember the exact name because I have validated the font over time). I printed them out in small letters, capital letters and also in number form, Roman numerals and symbols. Now this was actually an experiment. I had no idea what the outcome was going to be.
Then I started practicing. I started tracing and drilling myself. That was somehow humiliating seeing a tertiary student learning the alphabet, but something inside me knew it might be good. It took me more than a month to master that font type. I was very slow to take notes in lectures because I was just on a hatching level. I was really excited and I kept rehearsing until I became faster and could write more than 5 sentences in just few minutes.
After that session I went home and showed my mom my new writing and for the first time in my mature life, my mom said “shake me, now you come”. My siblings came looking as they haven’t seen such before. Now I have successfully killed that discomfort.
Before now everyone in my home detested my writing and always laughed at me. I had more than 10 ugly handwriting that were never going to be accepted in any school. But after my learning, everyone became excited whenever I write just a sentence. My mum who was teaching in the private school then started giving me her end of the year report to compile, I started writing for everyone and the more I did it the more better I became.
Today I have trained teachers, and students in Kano, Abuja, Imo State, Jigawa and Port Harcourt on how to create an acceptable handwriting skill in any school system. In 2013 I got a teaching job in Kano Basic College Badawa and my writing was exceptional amongst all the staff. I could remember visiting Access bank with my mom to claim my father’s remaining money after his demise, God used my writing to favor us before the manager.
In 2015 I was called for a job interview in Abuja Royal Kiddies International School Garki II, the proprietress couldn’t stop gazing at my writing as she offered me the job without an interview. Still in the school all the students kept talking about my writing to their parents and friends. I got gifts from that school even from the parents.
I just remembered when I came to Port Harcourt and in 2016 I was asked to go get my brothers SSCE results from ABEC, after signing in the attendant said with joy on her face “I so love your writing” and she hastily settled me and I left. I have had so many encounters I have had in recent time because of my new writing. Yes, I was a bad writer, my writing was hell dirty but today I am confident about it and thanks to God.
Truthfully, I suffered to learn it, there were times I felt like just stopping everything, but remembering my ink and papers, I would go back. It is simply called hard work, and you know what, it did pay.
What encouraged me to continue was that my mind was made up. It was a burden. I wanted to improve on my handwriting even if it was going to be just good. It was a hard work for me and a tough thing to do.
Believe me you will be actually feel discouraged by doing such always but remember that before you achieve anything of great value you must suffer and endure. That’s my drive.FI would say it was just an inspiration. It’s like not getting prepared for millions and you are waiting for millions. I was somehow ready and that’s why it was easy for me to act.
This experience has taught me to fight my battles alone. To be absolutely hungry for more and push myself to the absolute limit. I have learned that the *difference in winning and losing is mostly not quitting. I didn’t make it because I had the magic pill. I made it because I wasn’t willing to quit. Nothing is impossible, we can learn anything if only we believe. It’s just having the mindset. In life, if you want the right people to show up in your life you need to show what you are made of.
It’s never too late to validate your skills. There are few things that hinders us and they are Fear, Self-Pity and the enemy called Low Self Esteem. So, kill that negativity in you, go out there and do it anyway because no one is expecting you to make it but you have to prove them wrong. You can’t point an accusing finger at someone who tried and failed if you haven’t even tried any before. You are strong, bold, better and you can do anything if you so wish.