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BUT TODAY
I sat at the corner of our bed in our one room apartment ( after been ejected with my mum and sisters because I was a physically challenged person) that fateful morning held tightly on my left hand glass a cup full of closet cleanser, highly poisonous. You must be wondering what I wanted to do with it, of course it was not for experiment or other wise, but I was determined to gulp it down my throat, I wanted to end it all.
Call me OMO OLOWO TO N TORO JE or better still OMO ALSO TON WO AKISA that was exactly what I used to be, during my early days in life. I was the labour prefect in my secondary school days and it was time for all the SSSCE (secondary school senior certificate) school leaver to be sent off. I was one o the fewest most loved student in the secondary school and for this reason I was able to raise enough fund for our send off party compared o other colleagues.
Every body was always hailing me whenever I entered the class with my support but deep down in me I was sad, you wan to know why? I will tell you. Because I knew I was not going to attend the party.
Today, I will not tell you my story of been a rejected son because of my deformity but I must let you know I was once a rejected son because I had polio my elitis at birth.
I wanted to end my life that fateful morning of our send off party because I did not have any good clothes I could wear down to he party, i actually did not have any good clothes and I thought this life was not worth living, I have attended so many parties in and outside the country day but then I was a fool of my own if I had died because I had no clothes.
Dear readers, if you have opportunity to read this, please be of good respecter of your parents, whichever of them participated immensely to your good life. I remembered my mother retired from the ministry of defence and got a gratuity of just 1000 naira to take care of me so that I would not end up crawling, not only that, she also sold all her gold and clothes on me just because she didn’t want me to end up as a street beggar, yet I was born with silver spoon I never used for once.
As I was preparing to g to church this morning, I opened my wardrobe and so many clothes fell off the wardrobe because my wardrobe have been jam-packed with varieties and I remembered when I wanted to end my life because I had none then I decided to share this with you guys out there.
Now I travelled in and out of the country with just a little briefcase containing two shirts and a trouser and return the same way, I keep telling you, you only decide the kind of life you want o live, nobody decide it for you.
Finally, I want to end this piece with how I was rescued from committing suicide that day, I was determined to drink the poison when suddenly, I heard a bang on the door, I quickly tucked he cup under the bed and opened the door, mum entered and she knew something was wrong with me but I refused to tell, later that night she saw the cup under the bed and she knew I wanted to kill myself.
Dearest I lost my secondary school friends but now I found them, I was once rejected by my dad because of my challenges but today I am the favourite because am the most successful, I was once in rag what of now ….. ?
There is absolutely no trouble you cannot surmount in as much as you have God in your life, don’t keep hoping, keep struggling, and have a lovely ride to the world of achievement
TOKUNBUR ABIDEMI
Call me OMO OLOWO TO N TORO JE or better still OMO ALSO TON WO AKISA that was exactly what I used to be, during my early days in life. I was the labour prefect in my secondary school days and it was time for all the SSSCE (secondary school senior certificate) school leaver to be sent off. I was one o the fewest most loved student in the secondary school and for this reason I was able to raise enough fund for our send off party compared o other colleagues.
Every body was always hailing me whenever I entered the class with my support but deep down in me I was sad, you wan to know why? I will tell you. Because I knew I was not going to attend the party.
Today, I will not tell you my story of been a rejected son because of my deformity but I must let you know I was once a rejected son because I had polio my elitis at birth.
I wanted to end my life that fateful morning of our send off party because I did not have any good clothes I could wear down to he party, i actually did not have any good clothes and I thought this life was not worth living, I have attended so many parties in and outside the country day but then I was a fool of my own if I had died because I had no clothes.
Dear readers, if you have opportunity to read this, please be of good respecter of your parents, whichever of them participated immensely to your good life. I remembered my mother retired from the ministry of defence and got a gratuity of just 1000 naira to take care of me so that I would not end up crawling, not only that, she also sold all her gold and clothes on me just because she didn’t want me to end up as a street beggar, yet I was born with silver spoon I never used for once.
As I was preparing to g to church this morning, I opened my wardrobe and so many clothes fell off the wardrobe because my wardrobe have been jam-packed with varieties and I remembered when I wanted to end my life because I had none then I decided to share this with you guys out there.
Now I travelled in and out of the country with just a little briefcase containing two shirts and a trouser and return the same way, I keep telling you, you only decide the kind of life you want o live, nobody decide it for you.
Finally, I want to end this piece with how I was rescued from committing suicide that day, I was determined to drink the poison when suddenly, I heard a bang on the door, I quickly tucked he cup under the bed and opened the door, mum entered and she knew something was wrong with me but I refused to tell, later that night she saw the cup under the bed and she knew I wanted to kill myself.
Dearest I lost my secondary school friends but now I found them, I was once rejected by my dad because of my challenges but today I am the favourite because am the most successful, I was once in rag what of now ….. ?
There is absolutely no trouble you cannot surmount in as much as you have God in your life, don’t keep hoping, keep struggling, and have a lovely ride to the world of achievement
TOKUNBUR ABIDEMI
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Comment by Oyenuga Tolulope Kilonsele? on November 28, 2009 at 13:37 -
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the story of a great achiever, keep it up, the sky will be ur starting point toks.
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Comment by lynda on September 2, 2009 at 17:52 -
ur story is touching and it has moral lession which is " keep struggling,neva give up.
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Comment by Elizabeth Daniels on September 2, 2009 at 8:54 -
soo touching. want u to know that we are not wiser than God. what if................................................
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Comment by Tosin Coker-Dickens on August 19, 2009 at 18:29
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God takes us through different storms, revealing more of himself to us in each one. Otherwise there are aspects of his character, and divine strategies we'd never understand. Thank God for ur life.
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Comment by zaheedah on August 17, 2009 at 19:34
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its always like that in life atimes,a father that brought u into the world couldnt be there for u sees you as a burden,omo tio ku die kato fun ni ti iya but when u re successful u will hear him say thats my CHILD,Allah knows all thats why he says if he will permit us to worship humans then he will want us to worship our Mother,he says after him d next is your mother 3ce b4 ur father,can we ever repay our mum.....
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Comment by wole samuel on August 14, 2009 at 15:40
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His presence in our lives is a maximium security against every woe of life because truely he liveth & it is marvelleous in our life.it is well with u
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Comment by Iduh John on August 8, 2009 at 14:30 -
nice stories, people like are needed in the house like here. Remain blessed
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Comment by Moshood on August 1, 2009 at 18:51 -
The son that "THEY" dejected now turns to be the corner stone. I thk God for you and prayed make GONGO SO for our lives aswell
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Comment by Bukola on August 1, 2009 at 18:08 -
i am speechless jst because ur life n u goes more to confirm the greatness of God
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Comment by Olawale Luqman Samuel on July 31, 2009 at 14:31 -
Well, the destiny of a man must speak for him. I thank God for ur life.
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