At one point in life, you must have been broke. I have been broke at many times..lol..I could even say almost every day of my life. But like I read in Animal Farm: "All men are equal, but some are more equal than the others." I am almost always broke, but some moments I am broker. I am about to talk about one of the lowest points of my life.
As a typical Nigerian student, I depend on my parents for upkeep. In Nigeria, even graduates find it hard to get jobs talk less of a student. My pocket is sent every Monday while I'm in school, this money is supposed to last me until the next Monday. Dad says it's cos I need to learn hot to be economical about spending money..whatever though..I'm always done spending by Friday..that's why I'm broke almost every day.
On this fateful weekend, I had gone home to pick some books I would need for the forthcoming exams. Long story short, I had a fight with my parents..left angrily back to school without settling. Come Monday, and that was how I waited for money that was never going to come..lol.. Pride did not allow me to call home. Hunger. Anger. Never a good combination. I started by drinking garri for breakfast and dinner
Garri is a well known quick meal among all Nigerians, it is considered the cheapest food in the country. Usually assocaiated with poverty. It is a must have for every Nigerian student. I had started on Monday drinking this garri for breakfast and dinner, I already knew my folks were trying to punish me..but I wasn't going to let them win this battle. I would show them I could do without them..or so I thought. By Wednesday, I was tired of Garry, I started going to see friends in the hopes of getting free food. This could not last, as I have very few friends..close to none even. On Friday, I cried. I was hungry and broke. Of course, I had missed classes the whole week. I was weak, to make matters worse..my room-mates who would have been useful had gone to other places pending when the exam was over..so I was alone.
I look back now at that time and regret it. I should have called them. I was wrong. I cried. I suffered.
I ended up begging for food from a girl on my block....and that was the lowest point of my life. All this could have been avoided if not for the useless pride I had. I got money from them folks the next Wednesday. I won the battle. Lesson was not learnt. I only made a whole bunch of friends. With the right friends, you aint gotta worry about much.
Need I mention, the girl I begged for food was May, and she is still one of my closest friends.
