Without a sliver spoon 🥄
I remember reading a novel in my early school years and one of the books I can never forget is titled WITHOUT A SLIVER SPOON. Yes, we all aren't born into affluence yet the world has little or no special room for the supposed rich people as things are evenly distributed. One could be born into a wealthy home yet he/she may have some health challenges or might be poor academically or similar experiences. Another child is born into such a wealthy home and is talented and chooses not to depend on the family wealth and only sees it as a ladder to get to the top.
On the other side of life, a child is born into a poor home and capitalizes on the poor family background as a reason to be lazy and give in to crime yet another from a poor home sees not the family history as a stumbling block for success rather a stepping stone to achieving success.
Myself.
A person isn't poor because he doesn't have the basic things that can make life interesting and comfortable but he's poor when he only thinks of money for food and to solve the immediate problems. When his thinking grows beyond food and immediate problems, he starts becoming himself.
Abuse is not always for mockery it's for reposition .
I was mocked twenty years ago that no member of my family had ever obtained a high school certificate not to talk about university degree . Why was this directed to me?
In my final 5th year in (secondary school) high school, a girl in our class mocked me because I scored 100% in a test even in seven subjects out of nine subjects that we were offering. She's coming from a home where everything was in good supply and myself my father was a Palm wine tapper and a hunter while my mother was frying beans cakes (akara) to support her husband and as a topical African man he has 10 children and all that my family could think of was food on the table and nothing else. Food we had but I contacted a different fire by what the mockery she gave me in class.
It's not to score high in a test you don't have anyone to train you .
The above were her exact words . That day I came back from school and I my parents I want to sit for the West African Senior School Certificate Examination (WASSCE) My parents shouted and asked me same question Who will train you. At this time I knew I was alone and that my thinking was very different from theirs.
Should I accept that no one can train me through school? Since Nigeria isn't a country where you can comfortably work and school. Graduate hardly secure a job not to talk about a student who would be working on a part time bases so that was out of the way. I was told by my friend that no condition is permanent. So I gave myself to television programs where I watched school debate and quizzes and I started borrowing books and though I missed two years from school I worked to save money for the finally examinations my result was outstanding.
Selfie of myself.
I became the first in my family to obtain a secondary school certificate and the strength to push further continued. I moved on to obtaining the Teacher's Grade II certificate and I became a teacher and working as a school teacher opened eyes. And today I'm in last year in the university comfortably training myself and helping my parents and I'm now a reference point in my community and the young ones now come to me for academic guidance and counseling and I have re-written the family storyline and set a new pace.
Words that can shape your life might not come in ways you would love but your ability and sensibility to the positive part of the words takes you to the your pleasant place.
Cryptocurrency via blogging has been of a big help to sustaining this vision.
