31-Year-Old Nigerian Medical Graduate Shares Her Story of Perseverance After Her Course Advisor Told Her to Give up

The 31-year-old medical graduaate, shared her testimony as she now is now qualified Medical doctor.

Instagram user @waletejumade, who just got qualified to practice Medicine in USA, took to Instagram to share her testimony of persevranceafter encountering so many stumbling blocks on her way.

The lady never gave up even in the face of discouragement. According to her she didn’t give up even when her course advisor, a woman whom she looked up to, told her that she wasn’t going to make it.

Read her inspiring story below;

My First ‘No’: I’ve been waiting 14 years to share this story. Please take the time to read
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At 31 years of age, today marks the completion of:
1. Four years of a medical magnet school
2. Four years as a Neuroscience Major (B.S.)
3. Four years of Medical School (M.D.)
4. Five years of Orthopedic Surgery Residency
5. One year of Fellowship in Hand and Upper Extremity Surgery
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That is 18 years of training, 14 years post high school. The closer you get to accomplishing your dreams, the easier it is for people to discourage you and marginalize your goals
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Along this path I entered college at the University of Miami, the best school in Florida. I was accepted to the Neuroscience program. The real journey was about to begin. Like I said earlier, as a little Black child it’s only perceived as a dream, not as a journey that will actually manifest
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My first ‘No’ came my freshman year of college. I completed my first semester and had to meet with my freshman advisor. I met with Dr. Victoria Noriega, a beautiful intelligent woman that I looked up to. I reviewed my grades with her. I had a B in biology, the rest were A’s. I’ll never forget when she told me I would not get into medical school. My grades were not high enough. She then proceeded to say, minorities do better in health related psychology fields. She was the first person to tell me, I couldn’t make it to M.D., but she wouldn’t be the last
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I’ve heard many No’s. I would not get into medical school. I was told, ‘I fit better as a Family Practice physician’, because I don’t have the demeanor of a physician. I was told, during the time I was applying to residency that ‘I would never get into an orthopedic residency…
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You see, there are many No’s along my journey. I can honestly say not once did any “No” deter me. It literally went in one ear, out the other and in the garbage can. It never stopped my grind and that is why 14 years after that incident I’m graduating
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Today I have at least a dozen minorities I am mentoring to also become an orthopedic surgeon. How sad would it be if I heeded that first No. Imagine if instead of no, I heard ‘how can I help you get there?’

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