Called to the Nigerian bar, this lawyer recalled how it all started; what inspired him and eventually, he got it. This beautiful letter to his mum should inspire anybody to go for his or her dream. In his words:
“Studying a different course at the university and getting a job afterwards, upon completion of my NYSC, did not extinguish my passion of becoming a lawyer. I resigned from my job, bought a JAMB form and started all over again.
The memories of how my widow mother was taken to court over an offense she absolutely knew nothing about while she was still mourning the death of my late father, replayed on my mind always. I was only eleven when I had to accompany my mother together with some of her elderly relations to court. Devastated, confused and with no money to hire a lawyer, my mother would cry and I would cry with her. I would watch the court proceedings from the gallery and wished I could defend the poor and defenseless widow, get her justice and save her from intimidation and embarrassment.
And the mother got the wig.
Anytime the lawyer to the other party rose to speak, my mother would look at me. She did not have to say anything, I had already caught the fire to become an advocate and the defender of the cause of the poor. After years of toils and several challenges, my journey is complete.
I am pleased to present myself as an Advocate and Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Nigeria to my mother who suffered unjustly and other defenseless widows and the poor!
B.A LL.B. B.L
