It is said that “givers never lack” and that's just the way life is. It’s all about “give and take”. There is a notion that when you fail to give something in your palms, you decide to lock them and seize to give out to people, the blessings on the elbow will never stoop down to your palms and that on your shoulder would remain there. But the more you keep giving out to people, the more the blessings keep coming from different angles.
The term givers never lacks has a lot of in-depth meaning. You might think about it in such a way that someone who has already given out all that’s on them, how can they give back to people again.
The fun fact is that giving out to people in need and helping people would not only make you get more. But even when the table turns, those you help might be there for you in different ways. You never know how long the little help you did to them might have gone.
However, I don't see giving as a means of bartering where you give out to people and expect something in return. That’s trading and not giving. If you are giving out, you give and never expect anything in return. Then if it comes back to you. That should be a bonus.
I learned the art of giving from my parents, especially from my mum. We might not have much but yet out of the little we have she extends it to others. Many times when I was younger and never understood what she was doing. I would feel she was just making us suffer. Because we never said we were okay or tired of these things. But she is ready to dash them out right before our eyes.
She was teaching us some morals. When I grew older and began to understand life better, I knew that even the little you have, some don't have anything. You don't need to have much before you can help others. I put that into practice and it became a part of me.
As students in Nigeria, especially when you come from an average home, you know what it takes to study and hustle too. Most times something common among students especially when the semester is about to end is hunger. Those times are critical times for students. We just try to rough it till the semester ends.
Then there was a time when I was so hungry. I was broke and couldn’t even afford anything. I was just hopeful I won't get sick from hunger. For me, I don't toy with my stomach. But this time it went beyond toying.
There was a guy from the next neighborhood, he just came to check on the phone he was charging. I never knew how he got to sense what was wrong with me or maybe he just guessed.
The next thing I saw was this guy bringing out the food he prepared, so hot, that he packed it and asked us to eat together. I was surprised. But the hunger never made me resist. I was so happy.
After we finished eating I asked him how he got to know I was so hungry. Then he said it’s obvious, when I am hungry I don't joke with people. He knew the way he came in. I should have said something funny that would make him laugh or disturb him in some way. But I didn’t. I was so grateful.
Some years after, I couldn’t call this a payback. But I believed I just had to do that. There was a guy who was living with us in our hostel, but in our final year he had to relocate, then he became our neighbor. There was a time when we didn't have light in our hostel and they had light in their apartment. So we all had to go and charge.
Normally, before he opened the door, he would have mocked us for not having light in our apartment. But that day he didn’t even say anything. I could feel there was something.
Then after the light went off I went to pick up my phone. I asked him to escort me somewhere. He was reluctant at first but later did. Then I branched a restaurant, as him to take whatever he wanted. And then we headed back home. He was so happy, he couldn’t believe how I knew. But I already have an experience.
This is my response to the hive learners community weekly featured content on Hive for the week 110 edition 3 and the topic to be discussed is DON'T BREAK THE CHAIN
