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Her grandmother knew that the world was going to change one day. Actually, she predicted a world in which women would be emancipated from their kitchens. A world in which the men would no longer hold sway over the women. A brave new world, she called it. Both the stars and the heavens above would be doors to the limit. Education, she said, would be the needed key through these doors. Therefore, get yourself an education, she told her precious grand-daughter. Prepare yourself, she said. That day is almost nigh. The grandmother herself was from the old school. Meaning that, she preferred common sense to grades, yet adored intellectual debates just the same. See, she originated from a time, when education was more or less considered a man's call. A woman had her own unique call specially set aside for her. It was widely accepted that a woman's call in life is to tend to her husband and mother her young, if she has any. The grandmother herself was blessed with ten children. All ten of them were properly raised, I must say. Before sweet death wedded the grandmother, she called her grand-daughter to her side and gave her her Bible. Pursue knowledge, she told her. But don't you forget about wisdom. The following day, the grandmother was escorted to the here-after on the wings of a butterfly. Soon after the death of her grandmother, the young lady left the shores of Ghana to a distant country in the West. Of course, in pursuit of knowledge. It's true that when people migrate, they take certain things with them. Some people take silver and others gold. However, this young lady departed from the shores of Ghana, taking only the memory of the land and her beautiful people with her. This memory will serve her well in times to come. It would even sculpt her mind into a thing of sheer beauty. Indeed, her character, attitude towards life, and her ambition would be driven by this memory. Moreover, it will save her from spiralling from her purpose. She came for education and she got herself very well educated. Whilst most girls her age were out partying, falling in and out of love, she was busy studying. There was no book too big to read, nor was there any question too big to ask. She favoured writers like Socrates, Aesop, William Shakespeare, Maya Angelou, Richard Dawkins and Mark Twain. She also enjoyed the works of African Laureates; i.e. Chenua Achebe and Mariama Ba. Her thirst for knowledge was unquenchable. Her appetite for self-excellence equally admirable. See, education is good, but too much of it could make a person rather dull and lonely. Above all, it could also make a person quite judge-mental towards others. Resentment towards mediocrity, or even mediocre minds typically describes most educated people. And even though alone, she never quite considered herself lonely. I guess her inner strength must have been very well intact. She became an academic success. But the road towards that particular success also transformed her immensely. Her mind became too strong for men of feeble minds to handle. And she herself couldn't stand women, especially the submissive ones. Therefore, she became more or less a loner. Alone in her own private universe. But somehow deep down inside, she wanted to be in love just like everybody else. She tried her hands on numerous relationships, but they didn't work out well. Am I being too picky? she often wondered. Is it me or is it them? she would ask her closest friends. See, it wasn't like she wasn't pretty enough, on the contrary. She was absolutely stunning to look at. She had it all; the guts, the mind, body, heart and soul. The only problem is that the men whom she dated felt uncomfortable around her. To them she was too-known. Her insight-fullness made them feel insecure and she took notice of this. Dying for an answer she curiously asked her father, if indeed it could be possible that men do prefer simple-minded women to educated women? And if so, why?