STAY
STRONG
During my earlier stage in life,
I grew up always wanted to study Petrochemical Engineering & my brother
always wanted to be a lawyer.
I guess due to my earlier
todlership I might have done something to piss my Dad off that prompted him to
begin to compare me with my brother and lead to him been overly aggressive at
any mistake I do, I taught it was just a joke till it did went a long way to
get into me as a young person in his early adulthood it did affect my cognitive
and mental reasoning I was just saying to myself that someday it will stop but
it didn’t.
He did support my brother and it
did lead me lose focus of who I wanted to be.
I became so dependent on my
brother, though I was a class above him cause I gave him a year (age wise) but
later he did catch up with me because he got promoted he skipped one class . I
was so happy, we went to same school (HolyLand Pri/Nur Sch Ogidi) and we always
win the first n second positions respectively at the end of each term.
I started not seen myself?
What am I capable of?
I started wondering and asking
myself why I am not him.
Years passed we entered (D.M.G.S)
I was in G and he was in A but later mum got it fixed and we both did have a
locker together in A now still due to school bullies, punishments, stealing, manual
labors it was a heck of living then as a young boy in school and also the
traffics you have to go through every day for six years and mum would always
say kids there’s light at the end of the tunnel.
Mum: she was and still grate mum,
though she was so hurt she never talked back, she did always wanted the best
for her children no matter the length she has to go, she never did tell anyone
what’s she’s been through she always smiles even seen her children been whipped
she never did feel out of that I do vow.
Later in ss1 we did selection of
area of specialization (Arts & Sciences), I was ready and eager to study
engineering so I left for science while he did left for arts. I did Chemistry,
Physics, Biology, Economics etc i was so poor in science in subjects, I was
only so wonderful at Biology due to that I did meet the guidance counselor and
she advised I drop a class and that’s to enable me to switch back to arts, I
refused to her advice cos I was prepared to be laughed at and made jest of so I
did continue without any flare of what I was doing no zeal I was just there.
I just gambled out of secondary
school and wrote Jamb and I didn’t make it and my brother did make it at once,
I was so down and I was why can’t it be me. He got his dream course LAW I
couldn’t make it to a federal university then mum sold all she had to enroll me
in an expensive private school .
I did well in all the courses
“Algebra, Programming etc. but I had a flaw which was “Statistics” I couldn’t
solve it and I a representation graph and no matter how hard I try to cram the
equations its not really in line with what my flares for. And back home mum’s
so broke but at each of her visits to the school hides her tears and pretends
that all is well back home.
When it came to my knowledge I
just decided to sacrifice that my stay there so I dropped out, mum was shocked
when the resumption day came and passed and I didn’t say anything about going
back looking at her eyes she was relieved and she persisted like she meant that
I should go back.
She encouraged me saying all our
destiny ain’t the same though we are brothers we got different fates and
dreams.
I enrolled into weekend programs
as an undergraduate of the Estate management, still I was not satisfied with
myself and I was so mad on the second thought I want to leave school and enter
into doing business and was nursing the pain of my brother been in upper class
than I was, we always have siblings fights yea we do but he’s stronger than me
but I do use some natural strength of been the older to overpower him but
that’s not funny it was actually what we passed through.
Later I wrote another jamb and it
was a miracle like it was my set time to be elevated I applied for psychology,
not really because I know what it means or what their occupation is all about.
I did give in all my zeal to this new course and there I found out it was a
whole course with open mind and I was able to know the reasons why things
happen to people and what prompts the action that people act out there I
started using myself as the experimenter and also the experiment and I was able
to come out of my shell and say enough is enough I am not deaf, dumb,
illiterate, sick or disfigured all I had was just a keliod for heaven’s sake. I
do laugh, gist, u can see me around often but a lot of things was just wrong I
started coping and above all I started living and contributing to my own life
quota.
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No matter
what you’re going through it shall pass trust me we are so concerned with what
time will it pass, that’s what kills us much thinking.
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To my
brother chiso I love you loads sorry for our last fight I don’t really think I
can rember when I always wanted to be dad’s fav like you and happy birthday in
advance MAY born.
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To my dad if
I am did called up tomorrow on an international conference or television
interview I will always say I love u loads.
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To official
kosy blog readers I love you all for your views, comments, shares, advice and
sent publications I love you all and I promise to be solving our challenges the
much I can thanks once again.
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To myself
OBUMNEKE – OKEKE KOSISOCHUKWU I guess I becoming a better person yea I really
do.
Bottom
line: the mode of the parents during
the child’s upbringing can make kids developing (ANXITY, EMOTIONAL TRUMA, LACK
OF INTREST, SWERING NOT TO MARRY OR BEATING OF THE WIFE &KIDS, or A GOOD
CARING HUSBAND/WIFE, HONEST, TRUTHFUL, SELF ACTULIZING PERSON AND A UNIFORMED
PERSONALITY) it starts at the cradle
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