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(continuation)

After a visit with my Dad to the school they finally let me continue with my life and I got called up to camp. At the camp I got a picture of just how messed up the Nigerian education system was and swore to myself once again that I wasn’t going to further my studies in any Nigerian university. Before I left for my service year, I told one of my mentors how I planned to use the service year to make as much money as I could to get back into the crypto game. My service year turned out to be a waste of a year which I spent teaching(for free) in an upcoming community school where I taught math, English, any other subject I could, and Ironically bettered my math 😄 (guess the whole best way to learn is to teach thing isn’t BS after all), all while staying at my uncles place which was literally a stone throw away from the school. My uncle on the other hand was a whole different story whose daily routine consisted of waking up, calling up his political contacts to tell some crazy story which usually ended up with him asking for some financial assistance that he’d usually spend 70% of on beer (which always angered me cause of the fact that he’d usually send me to go buy cause he was ashamed to send his 18 year old kid who was in the very least a great artist). Anyways I like to think I impacted some kids lives in my time there and of course told them all about this promising new digital asset called bitcoin. At this time BTC was trading for about $3000 and I remember reading “The bitcoin standard” and becoming even more convinced in the potential of BTC, this was when I thought up the idea to create a token which would be backed by physical and digital gold(bitcoin) and got so frustrated by my Satoshi count that I told my Dad my plan to sell the Honda element he had basically left for me to handle/drive and buy a miner and some more BTC if possible, problem was the car had proven a lot to handle prior to my service year so I figured…

Tbc