Hello everyone, I am pleased to be in the community and to be partaking in this week's engagement challenge. You all are welcome to this blog of mine. This contest's topic is a heart-warming one, offering us with leverage to appreciate and say a big 'thank you' to our parents for their extraordinary role in our daily lives. Everyone is an offspring of parents who also have their respective parents. It is a continuous obligatory event that can't be broken. There could be something to explain about these eternal great ones. In that case, let's begin...
I am fortunate enough to have had my life shaped by my parents, my mum in particular. May her beautiful soul continue to have rest 😭
Although she was unfortunate to acquire formal education as a result of the belief of their time, she was a character molder, endowed with the charisma to shape lives, a leader with a humane heart who never took sides or discriminated when it came to discipline. Her home wasn't left out.
I grew up with my parents and three other siblings and sad to say, my mum shouldered the affairs of the home, took it upon herself to see that every single child of hers would have a quality formal education, and an ethical lifestyle and she succeeded. She was more like a friend and used various ways to communicate with us. She taught me non-verbal communication as would often communicate with eye movements and gestures.
I happened to be the most stubborn, the black sheep of the house, very much different from the other three, and funny enough, people never crossed our path just because of me. I was still loved, and she never relented to give out my duly deserved discipline. I could remember she once had high blood pressure because of the troubles I caused her but then she would always pronounce lovingly disciplinary words to me. She was my first pastor and taught me that sometimes one could be disciplined by heart-touching and bone-cracking words rather than flogging.
A good number of times, I commit my usual offense but she pretends to deaf ears and gives blind eyes only for her to wake me up in the early hours of the morning when others are still sleeping, carry me in her lap with her hand on my shoulders and begin to talk senses into my skull. I will be left with no option but to be truly remorseful as I break down in tears. All the discipline, gentle words, patience, tears, and prayers are the foundation of my moral, civil, and ethical personality today.
My Mother; My Super Hero | |
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Truth be told, my mom is my hero transcended to ancestry but her ways and the path she made remain to this day. She occupied virtually all facets of developmental life. Just as said earlier, she was my pastor, the god I saw she unreservedly and equally loved for all her children.
Being denied formal education by the father and experiencing the disadvantages that followed, she vowed to see to it that her children acquired formal education. It wasn't rosy nor easy for her owing to her meager income pursuing lots of needs. She strategized well and being an incredible manager she was able to curb every resource within her disposal and therefore could assist us with our achieved lifestyle.
With regards to medical attention, was never lagged. Although she didn't acquire a formal education she never acted like one. She maintained a routine checkup for and will always treat us for malaria. Most times, she would prepare traditionally made drugs using various herbs for the entire family.
Feeding, clothing, and shelter were most the important facets of our fundamental needs that enriched our overall well-being.
My mother was indeed practical and one whose words or actions increase someone's confidence, in other words, she is an encourager. Having stayed and surveyed us from infancy, she's aware of our deficiencies and strengths. She is however well-positioned and flawless to evaluate and counsel us in the way of life.
I cannot forget her counsel to always take my time while executing a task to allow for an enhanced degree of correctness. She would always reprimand me for always being unnecessarily fast with executing tasks and chores.
She would constantly tell me to be patient with life and take one step after another in my professional pursuit and always reminded me of David in the Holy Bible who started as a shepherd and ended as a king, stressing the importance and benefits of patience, humility, and consistency. I comprehended this and knew these were some of the requisites needed for my success. But in all, she remained my motivation, encourager, and stimulant to press forward.
Mama's Responsible Product |  |
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At the end of my primary education, my uncle picked me up to assist with my secondary school. This was a huge relief to my mother as my other three siblings were all in school. I got enrolled in Ngwa High Secondary School in the city of Aba. Two years later my uncle died leaving me with the cruel wife who turned me into a workaholic slave.
One funny thing was that I loved my uncle's wife as much as I loved him. I became a habitual latecomer in such that I was nicknamed "Eze ndi late" meaning "King of latecomers". Both the teachers and the seniors got tired of punishing me, and sometimes I missed the first lesson of the would. This was all a result of attending to all the chores, setting up the saloon shop, and tidying up the saloon before going to school. I would wake up around 4 am and still go to school late regardless that the school is a stone's throw from the house.
News soon got to my mom about what I was going through and she decided to come and pick me up. I considered how cumbersome it was going to be for her to cater for a family of six (6), so I tried as much as I could to convince her to let me stay but she insisted and took me back. I left with nothing except for the hairdressing saloon business I learned. My superhero mom raised me a little capital as I requested and I started my hair-dressing saloon from which I helped myself and assisted her as well.
One will never understand what it means to be a parent until he/she becomes one. Parents are indeed adorable role models. They provided us with defense when we could not guard ourselves and were available to us anytime with their ageless counsel. They shouldn't be forgotten but should remain evergreen as their footprints are indelible.
Much love to my superhero mom
Rest On!!!
Thank You!
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