Nine wise men
There were nine wise men who ruled the universe with the golden king .No eye could stand the rays of light which came from eye the golden king. He was mighty and powerful he supplied his wise men with fire from his rays. The closest to him was mercury. Mercury was the oldest and smallest amongst the wise men he received much attention from the golden king. As a gift to mercury, the golden king gave him the gift of water ice
Earth was the third wise man and the wisest of them all .The other wise men were scared of him because whether he gave a good advice of bad advice it always worked out. All of them tried to serve the golden king in the best way they can. Mercury as the closest to the golden king knew in and out of the golden king; both his weakness and his strength. Mercury wished to be like the golden king; he went to Venus and Jupiter and told them about his selfish plan. And they welcomed his idea. They began to plot against the golden king. The rays of the golden king came from a lamp in the middle of his heart. The lamp is a lamp of light. The golden king always neglected his wife the moon, she was quite meek and humble she was gentle, cool, she was not harsh. She treated her subjects with love.
After the feast of Sundaja; the festival of the golden king, Mercury, Venus and Jupiter had planned to carry out their selfish plan on this day. They made the golden king drunk and took out the lamp of light from his heart. Why do you think it was so easy to do this to the golden king? Let’s find out.
They took the lamp of light and hid it in earth while he was as sleep. The golden king fell sick because his source of strength has being taken away from him. The universe was in darkness except the other planets that still had the little saved lights. The nine wise men came together because such thing had never happened before they wanted to know how it happened. On the other hand the lamp that was hidden in earth, he had no idea was hidden in him because he was so large.
There was an old man and his family they lived in the rural side of the country .One day as he dug through his backyard he noticed a lamp of light but its iron was rusty. The old man and his family were as poor as church rats to the extent that they could not afford a lamp and they always stayed in total darkness at night. He was so happy; he told his wife and children, they danced over the lamp. The more he used the lamp the more the golden king drew close to death. The more wise men they talked about what to do the more they became confused. The light which they had would not keep them warm for so long. Some of them started to melt because of so much cold, there was no lamp of light to keep them warm.
The lamp of light brought good fortune to the old man and his family, but how? The lamp is a lamp of fortune telling you can foresee your future through the glass of this lamp by mentioning your name as you tap the lamp with the index finger of your left hand. It also revealed the secrets of an evil friend. This lamp brought love or hated among the people .The old man became a famous fortune teller. Kings consulted him before going to war. This light from this lamp shun so bright day by day because as the golden king is dying his other powers are channeled down to this lamp. The earth noticed he became wiser, his color began to change from sky blue green to golden yellow. Planet mercury, Venus and Jupiter saw it as an opportunity to falsely accuse planet earth for his sudden change in color and wisdom. They decided to search him but he refused.
The old man and his family became rich and bought lots of luxurious things. As days passed by the golden king was dying. The golden king called earth the wisest of all his wise men and gave him a sword, this sword does not kill when struck on someone rather it stores the life of the person, the person would seem lifeless and if this sword is struck back to the persons sword point the person would be restored back to life.
The golden king in his dying state told the earth to strike him with this sword and to go out shouting that the king is dead. As soon as the earth struck the golden king with the sword, the wife of the golden king the moon was watching she thought that the earth had killed her husband. She screamed to the hearing of the other wise men and the star guards. They came and put the earth in chains. He did not revolt of say a word. They wanted to pass judgment him, he decides to speak out, and he said he is not guilty of the crime which they accused him of. It was very unfortunate that Mercury and Venus and Jupiter saw earth with the sword of truth and broke it into pieces with the life of the golden king in it. The golden king died. As soon as the earth was about to be put to death the lamp of light gave him power that he shun so bright , no eye could stand the rays with came out from him. With the lamp of light he found out the planets that plotted against the golden king. And these three wise men; mercury, venues and Jupiter suffered the consequences of what they had did.
Earth ruled the universe with the lamp of light; he married the wife of the golden king. Earth blessed the old man with more riches for he had kept the lamp of light safe.
Dear read stars; the golden king trusted his wise men so much, he neglected his wife, he shared confidential and sensitive secrets with his wise men; always learn how to shut your mouth up when necessary.Thanks for stopping by.
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Against my will
It took me some years to discover I was hyper mobile, at first I was scared because I have heard a lot of people say that high mobility can lead to low stability. This has answered my question because over the years I kept wondering how it was easy for me to do the splits, back bends or twist my body to any form i want to. When I told my mum about it she laughed and smiled at me she said i don’t have to be scared, at last I have seen something I can do without much stress. And she was right. Even though i was flexible ,i always wanted to be a runway model instead.I have gone for modeling castings for different agencies yet I have never been picked. It hurts me so much, i made up my mind never to go for castings. I started posting flexibility pictures of myself on social media. Everything I had ever posted on social media was with free spirit; though the pictures were not fantastic, i had no agenda or motive at the back of my mind.
One cool evening I got a mail from a prestigious movie production, inviting me to their office, they said I should pick a time convenient for me to have a lunch with them. I was shocked to the bone marrows because I had no business with movie productions. I replied their mail and we booked an appointment to meet Tuesday next week by 2pm.I went with my close friend Denima, we sat down at the reception before we were ushered in a hall. The production crew was already waiting to receive me, I have never been treated like this before, I was already feeling like a celebrity. Even the modeling agencies didn’t treat me well.
The producer introduced himself and the production crew too, We got talking I introduced myself ,they said I might find it so strange, because they stumbled upon my flexibility pictures online and I knew that I am fit for the lead role in their upcoming sci-fi movie.
At first I was so happy but I started to feel sad after few minutes, because I do not have an idea about acting. I have never been in school or church drama so I turned down the offer of taking the lead role in the upcoming movie. My close friend Denima was so mad at me; I whispered to her that she can convince them to play the lead role in the movie. The production crew were so surprised at what I did, they offered to give me a little training about acting yet I refused to listen to them ,they also offered to double the price we reached for playing the lead role. They said they needed me to be in the movie. I had to apologize to them and leave the hall with my close friend.
Dear read stars don’t get me wrong I never dreamt of being an actress, I always wanted to be a model, when i got home i told my mum about what had happened, she was mad at me she said
“Some people are made to be a spoon and some are made to be knives, spoon and knives serve different purpose in the kitchen but both of them are still kitchen utensils. If modeling is not working out for you please darlings give acting a chance”
I was out of words as i watched my mum speak to me; she said I should accept the offer and the pay is good too. So I reluctantly sent them a mail five days later, they said someone else has been given as the lead role. I was not hurt because I never wanted to be an actress. After one week they asked me if I still wanted to take the lead role;in other to make my mum happy i reluctantly accepted to play the lead role in the new sci-fi movie. I was given a script and I started rehearsals. During the rehearsals I was marveled at the hidden talent in me; I never knew I had such talent and all these while I ran after modeling agencies still all my effort proved abortive, I was grateful for posting my flexibility pictures on line and being picked out of thousands. I didn’t even post wowing pictures yet this production crew saw it and liked my pictures.
We shoot for sixteen weeks.I had lots of body aches because of the stunts, I was not used to stuffs like this but it’s worth it I had a lovely time, I made new friends and learnt lots of things too. We were done with shooting within 4 months,i missed my parents and my siblings. My mum prepared my favorite meal of coconut rice and chicken when i came home.Two months later the movie was out, you would not believe when I say the movie was talk of the town. Everywhere I went people pointed fingers at me; at a point it was very unsafe for me to go out alone, I was almost kidnapped. I never believed in myself. My parents, siblings and relatives were so proud of me and I was proud of myself too.
I got mails from three modeling agencies that kicked me out, they wanted me to model their products for them, I was so annoyed with them and rejected their offer because they treated me like I was nobody when I needed them most. I got jobs from some other movie productions. One day the first movie production I worked with said the producer wanted to see me, I went to see him and as we were talking he said I should look at him well to know if I could recognize him, I could not recognize him. He showed me pictures of someone I knew, he said he is the person in the picture .He used to be my child hood friend before he relocated to another country with his parents. I asked what had happened to his face and he had grown so big. He said he had an accident the made him do a plastic surgery. He asked me if we could become friends again I accepted and we became so close, his girl friend was not comfortable with us. She tried lots of times to embarrass me before him by pouring me water or juice, until one day she threw banana peels at me and it resulted to huge fight between her and my friend denima. She broke up with her boyfriend the producer, after few weeks he asked me out I don’t know if I should accept or turn down his offer like I did the first time he asked me to play a lead role in the movie. Please i need your comments.I miss your tips.@TheRandomRewarder
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Dont cry.
There are friends that are like seasons of the year, they are only with you because there are benefits which they get from being friends with you. It’s not like they truly love you from their heart, they will turn their backs on you when they no longer get what they want from you. They will milk you or make you their cash cow. Even when you have a problem they seem to disappear into thin air they don’t make solid contribution to your personal development, they pretend to care about you but right inside their heart they are worse than your enemy. You are building castles in the air when you have such friends.
Such people give you conditions for you to be friends with them but a real friend accepts you in any condition. They would want to run your life for you and make you do things that you would not do on a normal day. They shouldn’t be called friends because according to Edward young “Friendship is the wine of life"
It’s so unfortunate how some of our friends are the sour wine in our life. I am tempted to say; there comes to a time in your life when some of your friends need to walk away from your life for your to climb the ladder of success .To move on you have to let them go! Yes you might be hurt because you have given a lot to make things work between you two. Even when you meet an opportunity that would change your story from bad to good, they might try to discourage you.
MY name is Sally. I got working at a very young age .I had graduated from the university at 20. I was wealthy I had everything I wanted except one thing which I never had .That one thing was a true friend ,I felt people only came around me because of my money and I was right about that ,even guys that I have dated only loved me because of my money. The only reason why I gave money to anyone who asked me was because i am a cheerful giver not because I was stupid. And cheerful giving has landed me in so many dept. At the age 23 I ran in to a huge dept. you would ask me how all of these happened.
**How I ran into huge dept**.
I met a guy three years ago at the stadium .He was a martial artist.I met him warming up for training and in other to draw his attention to me I decided to ask I him a flimsy question.
“*Good evening you must be waiting for your teacher, can I join you?*
He nodded in approval. I joined him for warm up sessions. He looked calm and gentle. He didn’t scold me when I didn’t get a particular exercise routine. I got to know his name was Greg and we became friends.
**My story begins here**
Greg and I were friends for two years on the third year he asked me out. And I accepted. Dear read stars, you should be able to draw a thin line between who should keep as your close friend and who should be your date. I was scared because of his past. We all have past stories so I had to let it go off my thoughts and be the happy girl I have always been. Our affection for each other grew each day he called me sweet names. His friends and siblings were aware of our relationship. He introduced me to lots of sports. We went to the movies together, was always showing me off to his friends because I had a pretty face. I got him lots of gifts because I knew he loves gifts especially monetary gifts. Got him the only thing he ever got me was lingerie. He knew I was wealthy so he asked me to sponsor his trip to Dubai; I did that because I loved him. He spent two weeks in Dubai and. Each day that passed I lived in fear because of his past.
After three weeks he said he needed some money to invest in his business, I gave him a huge amount of money. He knew the pin to my credit cards sometimes I would get debit alerts. And huge sum of money would be missing. He proposed to me and we started planning our wedding. On bachelors eve, after the event we went back to the room at the hotel we lodged and that night he to convince me transfer some my savings to his account so as to plan for our unborn kids .Dear read stars please don’t blame me. I transferred some my savings to his account and guess what when I woke up in the morning he had disappeared into thin air, at first I thought I was dreaming
My heart bleeds bitterness I thought we were in love, and had a common goal. I tried every possible means to reach him but all proved abortive, he was nowhere to be found .I had to visit some of his friends to ask after him they denied not knowing me ,one of them gave me a hot chase. I looked out for him in those favorite places we always loved to go. I tried to reach him through the social media he would block me; I decided to teach him a lesson. I had to track his call line and that was how I monitored all of his call and text messages, I got to discover that it was my close friend Linda that had been behind all this that has been happening. She had used Greg to get back at me. She sent me a text with an unknown number and this was she said in the text
“How stupid and blind that you could not read the hand writing on the wall, you got what you deserve, I asked you to give me some money to pay up my house rent and you turned me down, sorry you made me do it in the hard way. I guess by now you should be on your bed and wetting your pillow with tears”
I asked myself if this was a dream,i realize it was not a dream, a dream that is not true; I need to wake up from this dream and fix things up. Linda had been my child hood friend; I give her money almost every time she asked for it. When she asked me for house rent I gave it to her and the next week she asked me for another house rent ,I refused to give her another one, she was using me to foot her bills. Little did I know that she was not a true friend? I blamed myself much later. I got her arrested and she said Greg was her accomplice by the time we search for Greg he was out of the country. I had to start afresh and within one year I was back to my feet again.
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Tough and rough
I woke up early in the morning; was super excited and why? It was going to be my first day in Saint Paul's secondary school. It was one of the most prestigious secondary schools in my country. It was a mixed boarding school of boys and girls. My parents had gotten all of what was required of me;we used the prospectus as a guild. After i had been checked in by the matron, my parents gave me piece of advice to always of good behavior. I promised to make them proud. It was on Saturday afternoon, and old students would be in the hostel.
The matron led me to my Hostel. The hostel captain led me to my corner. The floor was rough and untidy. I screamed as i saw a rat jumping down from my bunk. The hostel captain said
“Miss Mary welcome to another world of total freedom and independence"
I smiled and began to unpack my things. A girl offered to help me arrange my things.She seemed nice, so she helped me. By the time we were done it was nightfall. I had to reward her by giving her two bars of chocolate and when she was gone I started looking for my pocket money in my wallet. She had had stolen my money. My parents had given me the money to deposit it i in the bursary. I didn't know how to trace her because I didn't know her name or class. Tears rolled down my cheek. I had to send a text message to my mum that night with a small phone she had given me without the knowledge of my dad.
Having a phone in Saint Paul high school was contraband but students smuggled contraband into the hostel. My mum replied to my text and the next, early in the morning she was already in my school. As soon as I saw her, I ran towards her and hugged her tightly, my eyes was filled with tears. She cleaned them with her handkerchief. It was Sunday morning I had to hurry up so as to join other students for Sunday Mass. Dear Read stars, did I mention to you that my school is a missionary school.
My mum gave me some pocket money and food that she had brought from home. When I was done eating, I bid her goodbye and went to prepare for 9:00am Sunday mass. The rest of the day was fun because I made new friends, Stella and Rose. They were cool headed so we were able to connect. The next day was Monday.
**Here my journey begins**
After morning assembly Jss1 pupil marched to their classes. I was In Jss1B.Teachers and students are like Siamese twins that cannot be separated. Most times some teachers can be boring. Therefore students are happy during break periods because they get relief from boring teachings of some teachers. My school is a boarding so, we spend months in school, Often times when I go home during long vacations, I become conscious of time because in my school every minute or hour has one program or the other allotted to it, subconsciously I call my siblings names of my friends in school, I exchange greetings with everyone on the street because it’s like a habit in school. Boarding school is fun because responsibility, personal awareness and development are built.
Students spend more time in school when compared to time spent at home, yet a teacher can make or mar a child. Most times a child has to choose between peer groups, family or teacher to make a choice, he/she gets influence and shaped by either of these groups. Every day is routine; from a rising bell in the morning to lights out at night. To make it fun for myself I joined drama and dance groups .Rehearsal time was different so I was able to do both.
I had as school mother, she took care of me like I was her little sister, and my parents loved her. She helped me iron my clothes, read my books, and if was punished unjustly, she intervened on my behalf.
Robert.H.schuller said '*Tough times never last, but tough people do'.*
In Jss3 I had the most unforgettable experience, my dad’s company caught fire and that was when life became difficult, to pay my school fees became a problem, my parents ran into a huge dept and we had to sell some of our properties to survive. I was only 14 years old when my dad had forced me to get married to an imbecile son of one of his wealthy friends and when I refused, my dad threaten to disown me. Mum stood up for me, she threatens to leave my dad if he force met to marry at such a young age. Mum and I had to leave because of dads constant drinking and smoking, he didn’t care about us anymore. Mum started little business; life became better and was able to write my exams.
In SS1, I was becoming popular in school. I went for dance and drama competitions. Press and debate clubs saw how bold I was; with my command of words they invited me to their club. I was dedicated and worked hard.
I remember one rainy night I had to go state library to gather more information on local news that would be read the next morning. The coordinator was impressed and made me the vice president, some of my colleagues who had been in the club since Jss2 were made at me. They said I bought my way into the seat of vice-presidency. Even in the debate club I was recognized, I didn't want to be fully part of them, but i made contribution to every topic that was brought before me. In SS I was nominated for three posts. The post of senior prefect, library prefect and social prefect. I was called for interview and it was so successful .I was told to pick out of the three the office I would like to occupy choose office of the social prefect, even though I knew people wanted me to occupy the post of senior prefect, that was not all I had a rival, and Champaign would start after two of weeks.
The incumbent social prefect who was called by his nickname *“iron bender*” swore to Champaign for me. I had never been in talking terms with Iron bender, so why would he want to help me. It is true that were not so good friends but he knew I was the right person to be his successor. Election of new prefects was always talk of the school, teachers and students always pointed fingers on their favorite contestant. AS soon as the contestants for the post were announced, some students started visiting me constantly promising that they would vote for me. My class was torn apart because the post of social prefect is one of the most vital posts in St Paul s high school. I had a sibling in junior class, her classmate were always flocking around my corner with lots of promises. And all I said to them was thanks. Two weeks after Champaign election would begin the next week.
On the d -day, school activities was didn’t hold, students converge at the election hall, my rival confuse and convince those that wanted to vote for me, I was all silent. When the time for the election reached .my heart was skipping. When the results were called I almost lost hope because my rivals scores were called first she had 2560 votes; it was quite high .as soon as my score was mentioned I had 3991 votes. My supporters jumped up and made a joyful noise. They came to where I sat and lifted me up high.I felt like a queen. like its said “Victory has a hundred fathers and defeat is an orphan”.
At night was going to be the first social night I would conduct. Iron bender promised to help me out with everything I would be needing .My dance crew was always talk of the school we were six in number four boys and two girls including me. They gave a wonderful performance .As social prefect elect I would to perform too. We all had fun that night. I reigned as social prefect for three years till I left Saint Paul high school. The students said they didn’t find anyone worthy. I broke records compared to normal eight months in my school and during graduation I got lots of gifts from teacher’s students’ parents.
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Who is Avalucy?
Hi, my name is Ava Lucy. My friends call my A.V.L for short. I am new to read.cash. As a newbie, I am trying so well to fit into the system and into my own space as well. Having to Write and post articles daily has not been a child's play for me compared to what I do every day. I am a ballet dancer, I am fulfilling my mothers dreams not mine. Keep reading and I will reveal to you why I said I am fulfilling my mother's dreams. Imagine when you have to dance for like seven to nine hours everyday so as to earn towards perfection.
**My adventure as a dancer.**
I started dancing when I was thirteen ,I was my mother's student. She was a great ballet dancer. I never wanted to become a ballet dancer and why? I was scared and seeing ballet dancers in pointe shoes makes me scared and I also used it in my weight loss program. I gained excess weight because I ate lots of chocolate, fast foods and everything that came my way so I gained an extra weight of fifty five kilograms at a height of 140 cm. I was just thirteen years old at that time
I couldn't move my body. It became difficult for me to walk. I was considered the fattest girl in my class, my friends left me and the boys in my class sang mockery songs for me. I was feeling so depressed but it didn't change my diet.
I ate lots of flour products, sweets, processed meats and refined sugar. I gained more and more pounds and I weighed eighty five kilograms. I began to feel depressed, I couldn't wear some of the clothes I love to wear. Even my school uniforms were under size. I wore a cardigan and a track suit. The teachers didn't tell me anything about the dress code at school My mom and dad were not proud of me, my siblings were so ashamed to take a walk with me because they had a problem with the way I looked.
I performed so badly at school, my results were poor. I didn't go to the movies or parks to have fun because the last time I did, the kids at the park mocked me and I ran home in tears. When I got to the kitchen, I went to the fridge and got a bucket of ice cream and made myself happy with it . I looked at myself in the mirror and cried out my eyes. I was so depressed, I needed help but couldn't get one.
One day at school a new English teacher came to our class. She was so elegant and beautiful too I admired her figure. I paid less attention to what she taught in class. When she noticed I was not paying attention to what she said, she asked me a question and I couldn't answer her question. My classmates mocked me and called me names, they threw a paper at me. She scolded all of them for mocking me. I stormed out of the classroom and went to the rest room and cried out my eyes. I didn't come back to the classroom.
After school dismissal I didn't want to follow the school bus, I walked home. My home was two miles away from my school. I met the new English teacher at one of the bus stops, she immediately recognized me as the fat girl in class. She asked if I would spare five minutes of my time I decided to give her a listening ear. We got talking and she promised to help me draft a workout schedule that would help me to lose weight. I was delighted, we exchanged contacts. While I was at home she called to check up on me.
My mum is a professional ballet dancer and volleyball player, she was admired by everyone. Some are saying that I am not her daughter. Together with the new English teacher we drafted a workout schedule and dieting too. I was determined to lose weight.
I told my mum I wanted to join ballet classes but she said I was a little bit old to join ballet classes. I didn't pay attention to her and I told her I wanted to be her student. I knew my mum was not proud of my figure, that was why she turned me down. So she had a deal with me, she asked me
"Grace if you become one of my students, I would like you to dance ballet for fifteen years. The least you would dance for a day is eight to nine hours and if you fail abide by the rules I will sue you"
I accepted, I know why my mum said that. She thinks that dancing ballet would keep me busy and I will not add extra weight anytime soon. I began my work out around 5:30 to 7:00 am in the morning and prepared for school. After school dismissal, I would rush home, have a shower lunch and siesta by 4pm in the evening I would have a dance class for six hours. Mum would pardon me during week days because of school activities but during weekends she made sure I danced for nine hours or extra.
Weeks passed and it seemed like nothing had changed. I felt so sad and told the English teacher, she said
"Grace, if you put your mind to losing weight you will be disappointed. Just enjoy what you do and you will marvel at your figure in a month's time"
So I decided to put my mind away from constantly thinking about my weight. After three months I looked at myself in the mirror, I didn't believe my eyes, I had lost 40 kilos.
Then I realized that I had been folding my clothes and adjusting them with ropes the whole while I complained because they were oversized. I leapt with joy, the new English teacher was so happy for me. My friends started coming back to me and my siblings were so proud to take a walk with me. My parents gave me new clothes and shoes. Ballet became an obsession for me to the extent that I danced better than my mum. I loved ballet with passion. After fifteen years of dance contract with my mum I didn't stop dancing. Over the years because of my dedication and hard work I became a principal dancer in one of the prestigious ballet company in my county. I love the new English teacher she gave me hope and life again. I wish she were alive to see what has become of me. She was involved in a ghastly car accident with her fiance and died at the spot. I also thank my mum for believing in me, even though I am fulfilling my mothers dreams, it is worth it. Today is my birthday.
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A Goat has gotten drunk
***“We stood in front of the court yard speechless, all that ran through our mind was to take our lives “***
Hi read stars!!! How are you doing? I want to use this opportunity to narrate my experience. Please enjoy as you read.
One afternoon I had gone to a garden in the park to play with my brother whose name is Samfe, he was age nine and I was six. It was hot in the afternoon that may kids didn’t come out to have fun in the garden at the park .As we were having good time, a car pulled towards us, two guys in dark glasses and masked faces came out and grabbed my brother, I tried to scream and one of then gave me a hot slap and I fainted. I woke up on my mother’s laps and by that time it was already night. I was so confused at the number of people I saw in our house they were my relatives. My mum said she found me at the garden in the park after several hours of searching for me, said she found a note on my hand and he wrote.
**“*****Mum and dad am tired of staying with both of you, I have found a new life elsewhere and please don’t come looking for me I am fine, tell Ginny i love her so much”***
Mum read the note with tears in her eyes, I told her that Samfe did not write such note, he was kidnapped and his kidnappers must have writing such note I told my parents that we should search for him for he is in a great danger. We began our searching for my only brother and sibling, we informed the police, even sued the management of the garden at the park but all proved abortive. My brother was declared missing. And we accepted our fate and prayed to GOD to find him someday. My parents tried to have another child afterwards but it was not forthcoming.
**My day life took another path and why?**
Several years passed, I got a scholarship to study abroad, but my mum refused and said she had already lost a child and she can’t stand the chance of losing me again. In other to please my mum I decide to stay back and study in my country .I got admitted into one of the prestigious universities in my country. I met a girl called cherry, she was so nice and welcoming, cherry said that her parents lived abroad; she seemed to me like someone who is from a wealthy family because she lived a luxurious lifestyle. We were so close she became the sister I never had. We were like twins although she was in her finals and I was a freshman. On my birthday she brought a car for me, rented an apartment and furnished it. She bought me nice things which included clothes, bags shoes a lot of luxurious gifts. I became visible in people’s eyes. I was noticed in my department and the whole school, even though she knew I was prettier, she didn’t show me any sign of jealousy.
One thing I noticed about cherry was that she made wired calls, spoke over the phone in wired languages; she said she speaks German but that does not seem to me as German language .She was creepy. If I ask her about the creepy things she did she would say its noting but I was not comfortable at all. Sometime I would hear a knock on my door and when open the door to check who that is ,I would see no one, this happened for months ,I got worried and told my dad about it he said it might be my imaginations . Often times I would come back to meet the door of my apartment flung wide open. I would rush inside to check if anything got missing. I told cherry about what I noticed she said I should come and stay with her in her apartment so I moved into cherry apartment. She partied all night with some of her fair weather friends.
**I had a Black birthday party!**
Cherry invited me to her birthday party to the club, I had not seen the four walls of a club but since it was cherry’s big day I decided to honor it. I went with the car that she had gotten for me. Little did I know that everything about refreshment had drugs inside it, the cakes, fries, chops, drinks, food, meat everything was drugged. I ask the serve girl there to get me chops and fruit juice, after I had eaten and drank, my head started aching me. I felt dizzy and I told cherry, she gave me keys to a room in that club,I went into that room , dashed to the bed and dozed off. The next morning when I woke up I saw myself in a room I saw similar masked faces that had kidnapped my brother I wanted to scream but was obstructed by a tape that sealed my mouth. I saw cherry collecting huge sum of money in a bag. She had deceived me and sold me off, I overheard their conversation and they were organ harvesters. Cherry had sold me to them. I was weak and couldn’t move my body when I saw cherry leaving, tears rolled down my eyes I thought about my family. One of my organs was to be harvested in few days time.
They flew me to another country. I was led into a big mansion, where I met some group of people. I began to wonder who this distressed looking people are;I guessed they must have had one of their organs harvested. It depended on the organ the buyer wants, if you are unfortunate the buyer might request for a vital organ such as heart and this means death for the individual that would have his or her organ harvested.
These people work with doctors and nurses. I was lead to another part of the mansion where I would have one of my organs harvested, who know which of my organs they needed. I laid on the couch regretting my adventure with cherry, I thought about how many people she must have deceived. She is such a liar, her parents don’t live abroad so in other to maintain such luxurious lifestyle, she indulge in bad business. Several times when I asked her about her lifestyle she would say that her wealthy parent sends her money every week. Someone tapped me, He was a young man, and introduced himself as Mide he said he would help me to escape. I asked him reason why he had not escaped long time ago, he said he had no trace of his family background and he has nowhere to go when he escapes, so he prefers to stay here. I had to convince him that life is better outside. He agreed and we did escape.I still had little money on me; we lodged in a Hotel and stayed there for weeks.
We had to find miniature jobs to do in other to sustain ourselves. I had to save too so as to go back to my country. Mide saved some money he opened a barbing saloon. A year passed and I have not called my parents of spoken with any of my relations on phone I know they must be worried about me. From the money I saved, I enrolled for a program in the University as a par time student. Within eight years Mide had built a house and bought a car, his business was successful. He proposed to me and I accepted we got married; I was so worried because he had no identity
I decided that it was time to go home and see my parents. We had to fly back to my county and when my mum saw me she leaped and wept with joy; my dad was surprised to see me. They asked who the man beside me was; I introduced him as my husband .My parents were shocked that i got married without informing them but they had no option rather than to welcome their son in-law well. Mum had to prepare one of the best meals. So she invited us to the dining and as Mide was about to eat mum started touching his palms, I felt embarrassed and mum called him Samfe, I told my mum that he is called Mide not Samfe. She said if I doubted her I should check the birth mark on his back, Mide actually has a mark on his back and I could remember asking him about that particular mark but he said he has no idea how that mark came to be. When Mide was kidnapped I was so young to remember that he has a mark on his back.
Oh you wont believe that Mide was Samfe; my lost brother .I didn’t know how to explain this situation because am two months pregnant for him.Tears rolled down my cheek.
I stormed out of the dining room and went to the courtyard Mide ran after me. I was ashamed of myself for marrying a man without involving my parents’ .The affection I had for him died down immediately I felt hatred for him. As he touched me to comfort me I shoved his hands off. I knew he felt bitter too. *We stood in front of the court yard speechless, all that ran through our mind was to take our lives “*
This explains why I said" ***A goat has gotten drunk*** **"**because there is no point to being upset over something that has already happened and cannot be changed. When something bad happens, it has happened .You cannot make a drunken man to stop feeling tipsy because he is already tipsy.
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Reasons why? I Would not give my kids pocket money.
Its a common thing to give adolescents or children pocket money. What is pocket money? pocket money is that amount of money a parent or a guardian gives to their child/ward to spend as pleases them . One would say that pocket money is essential for a child so as to learn how to manage money and gain financial freedom. Giving pocket money to kids or adolescents depends on individual situation. Moreover when a child starts to expect money for doing nothing it could breed some sort of mental laziness in that child and when he /she doesn’t see the money the time its supposed to be giving to him or her they might be tempted to steal if the amount giving to them does not meet their needs. Some children may spend it on unnecessary things, or compare amounts to other children, show off to their friends or may make bad financial decision. It can create envy when your child earns less than their friends, also when children are not giving the same amount as their siblings it can lead to arguments
There are better ways of rewarding a child when he /she have done marvelous at something, if they earn their pocket money ,they would learn to appreciate hard work because as soon as they become responsible for their own money, they learn to avoid wasting it. This helps them think twice before they spend their money on unnecessary things. Teaching them to save their money would go a long way for them by doing this they will learn to use their money responsibly and less likely to spend it unwisely.Despite the benefits of pocket money, your child might also spend it in an extravagant manner. For instance a large sum of money can easily be wasted on harmful substances, especially alcohol and cigarettes. also teach your children the concept of budgeting, saving, goal setting, and cost. First ask them their needs and wishes by doing this you would know their priorities.
As i mentioned earlier, a child would attach more value to the money or something that he or she had worked and earned,am not saying that you should always task them before you can give them money ,it all depends on you as a parent.Therefore discuss how best it suits you and your kids.
There are better ways of rewarding a child for doing impressive things. You can praise your kid's effort for a job well done, they can have an extra screen time by spending longer time watching TV,also allow them to pick a film of their choice and also play their favorite video game, take them out for a restaurant treat,go to the cinema. Reward their hard work with tickets to watch their favorite football team. Treat them to a trip to the beach. Pack up some tasty treats and go somewhere special for a family picnic. Give them a financial reward to either save or spend on themselves. In my opinion , i think its best when your kids earn the money you give them, don't get me wrong when i talk about your kids earning the money which you give them . For instance if you own a restaurant of shop they can work there sometimes ,its would make them attach more value to the money which u give them .
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@Avalucy
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She is supposed to be gossip mate
Mothers and daughters are supposed to be best of friends or sesame twins that cannot be separated but these days it’s a different ball game in the sense that some daughters think that their mums are too timid or not digital enough to understand or embrace modernization . Truth be told nothing new under the surface of the earth , every new thing or new invention today has an old one that once existed some time ago but has been out of use due to taste and satisfaction .let me narrow your minds towards relationship. Having relationship talks with mothers is a huge turn off for some of us ladies . Having a boyfriend can never be discussed open s because some mothers think that having a boyfriend is a bad idea No!!! , it depends on your motive towards each other .Mothers with their experience try to guide their daughters in other to avoid mistakes , and daughters would rather prefer to talk about their love life with their friends because they think that their mothers would always misunderstand them.
During in my fourth grade ,a girl in my class was always having high blood pressure each time her mum come to pick her after school hours. Then one of the days while in class I asked while she always acted that way she said her mum was so strict on her, and at home she is not allowed to visit any of her friends and no one was allowed to come and visit her too, and she is not allowed to go anywhere except to her mother’s shop during the weekends and to church on Sundays ,I asked her if she had a boyfriend she said a guy who lived in the next street was asking her out and she really wanted to dated this guy but her mum was so strict on her and if she ever finds out that she had a boyfriend she would be grounded for ever.
Years went by ,I met her in collage and sometime last year in June while her mum was on a business trip, she went for parties ,did all sorts of nasty things and got pregnant for one guy, which he denied the pregnancy , she had no option than to abort the child because of shame , mockery and stigmatization from the society on pregnancy out of wedlock . She lost her womb in the process . She got married and couldn’t conceive ,when the results for medical checkup was out her mother was so surprise because she never mentioned that she lost her womb while in college due to an abortion. Her mum was so mad and asked her , after all the good virtue she had learnt yet said did such an awful thing. Then she said to her mum yes it Is true that you thought me about good virtue but you never gave me freedom to see if I would abuse it .she told her mum how she was too scared to share her thoughts with her and she was always too strict on her. There is no need to cry over a split milk .Her mum was sorry for all that had happened years back. she became friends with her daughter, even though it was so late .
mothers and daughters should be best of friends ,mothers need to understand that civilization has a huge impact on the younger ones . So they should try to adjust to the system and always correct a child with love.
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HELLO LOVELIES it’s so nice to be here. my name is Ava Lucy I love this platform because its gonna gimme the opportunity to express myself and couple of things that has happened within and around me .As a newbie I know I have a whole lot to explore on read cash and make out the very best out of it for myself
As an introvert, most times I chose to write than talk this platform has already given me the maximum opportunity to interact with people Although one might be tempted to say that the love for BCH made me come to this platform. Yes, one thing leads to the other .Therefore I will strive to have more of that too.
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Happy best days to us all
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