I can identify myself in many ways. I am a tall handsome African-American. I am physically fit; I played many sports that are basketball, soccer, rugby, football, volleyball and cricket. I am the second oldest but the first son so I am given a lot of responsibilities. I am a citizen of the world. I lived in America for 15 years, I lived in Nigeria for a year and I lived in England for two years. It sounds cool to live in different places. It is sometimes said that physical attributes contribute to a person identity. That can be true because if someone is tall, that person is filled with confidence and feel invulnerable. But I refute an argument. I believe physical make-up contribute to our identity but our environment. I lived in three places in my 18 years and only my memory of my life in England and America I remember. So, if anybody wants to know who I am, just ask about my past, there my identity will be revealed.
Even though my personality projects a confident young man, I fear. I am not afraid of death, loss, spiders, clowns or anything else. But I am afraid of one thing. I am afraid of failing the people I love. My father is man that does not accept failures. That principle has wrapped around my head so tight that I agree. I do not want fail the people I love. I want to count on me and witness that I can do no wrong. Many will say that this type of weakness is common but I do not want it to be common, it is a nightmare for me. Lately, I have so many nightmares.
Even though I am afraid of failure I believe Baruch will vanish that fear. As long I am surrounded by the friends I made in Baruch will succeed.
