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The Story of My Life
THE STORY OF MY LIFE

I was born in a cool, tranquil Sunday night around 10.00 pm, on 14th June, 2012 in Akure, Ondo State Nigeria. I was born to the family of Pastor and Deaconess Patrick Olufunmilayo Adeniyi. I grew up among five boys and one girl and ours was a family where virtues of morals, integrity, respect to elders and godliness were tenderly and adherently instilled. Discipline was so silently, gradually and steadily entrenched in the family that no one needed to tell the others to shun vices like stealing, lying, backbiting and the like.
My name is Ibidapo Samuel Adeniyi. I started elementary education when I was six years old. I went to St. Finbarr’s RCM Primary School where I got a primary school leaving certificate in 1982. I moved on to a single sex secondary school for boys; Oyemekun Grammar School, Akure in which I sat for the Ordinary Level of the West African School Certificate Examination (WASCE). I could not make more than three subjects at credit level due to the myth being fed us by some of our teachers that it was not always possible for someone to attempt the WASCE as first timer and acquire all the required credit papers for entry into a university. Consequently, I made a second attempt at the WASCE (Private) where I enrolled in the School for Basic and Remedial Studies, Akure. There I eventually made the rest of my required subjects at credit level.
In 1992, at the age of 22, I secured an admission to study Bachelor of Arts in History, in Ondo State University, Ado Ekiti, Nigeria; now Ondo

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