Graduation is looming.
Mother’s dress is picked out while mine is waiting for mother’s cheque or check to be written.
Writing and I are estranged.
I had a brilliant idea of sharing my story of law school.
Then it occurred to me that sharing my friends’ stories is an even more brilliant idea.
I asked, many agreed, few proceeded to write and even fewer were chosen.
So for the next few weeks leading up to 7th July, I will be sharing their stories.
Why their stories?
The idea was to capture the journey of a few of us in law school and publish it on my blog.
It was inspired by the conversations I had throughout our last semester, which for some reason felt very weird
A lot of my friends did not consider it an achievement to have finished this chapter of their lives especially because of the horror stories we have had over the years about the bar course, that is if you even pass the pre-entry exam to get in.
I wanted to change that, maybe just to have company in the “excitement lane” or to have content for my blog. The plan was to challenge them to count their blessings and what better way than writing about the journey, the milestones, low moments, lessons and everything in between.
This is Sammy’s story.
I was seated in the comfort of my father’s house after receiving my amazing A-level results, without any law school plans.
Mass communication or Human Resource Management at preferably Makerere University Business School were on top of my list of choices.
My father in a dream shattering twist, shocked me when he asked (not requested) that I go and apply to study law at both Makerere and UCU. I had so many questions like,
“Did I secretly tell anyone that I wanted to become a lawyer?”
“Do I have I choice in the matter?”
Obviously I had no choice in the matter, the rest, I have reduced into this story.
On my first day of law school I had no idea where my class was located because I was too cool for the orientation situation that had happened the previous week.
My source of directions was my dear friend Atim and she trusted her way around campus as far as she could throw it. She even had no idea we were in the same stream.
When I finally found the class, oh my, I had never seen so many people in one class my entire life. The class was to full capacity and I learnt later that, that wasn’t even the entire class.
I looked around and I couldn’t find a free seat and decided it was a good time to go have my ID picture taken and proceed to chill in my friend’s room.
My biggest highlight was getting done with law school plus of course the squad. The bond with these girls is divine .We fight, love each other and above all pray, pray and prayyyyyyyy for and with each other.
Also somewhere along the way I may have developed some positive feelings for both law school and UCU. That’s a highlight in its own right
The last four years in law school have been the toughest I have faced in my life so far. I had to learn to make some pretty difficult decisions and I also made so many mistakes from which I picked great lessons.
I have also met some pretty incredible people and I am grateful for all of it. The good, the bad the ugly, the epic wins and the epic fails. All of it has had an impact on me and my perspective on life.
Do I have any regrets?
Hmmmmm…Thinking through it, naaahhh I have no regrets, I am honestly glad everything happened the way it happened at the time it happened.
Would I do anything differently?
Yes if I had the power to go back in time, I would get different results. Probably a 1st class.
For someone who never dreamt of being a lawyer, it’s interesting that as I went through law school, I discovered that this is kind of my calling. Everything feels like it was meant to be. Something is so truthful about us making our plans and God laughing.
Advice to my younger self in September 2013.
“Law school is where you are supposed to be little girl and better EXCEL at it”
Plans after school.
Work, Work, Work Work, Work.
Get superrrrrr richhhhhh
Get married to an amazing man and have kids who look exactly like me.
That’s my story. What’s yours?
Was finishing school everything you hoped for and more?