My Big Sister always let me choose. Everything, anything. She never imposed anything on me. My mum mentioned that when I was a baby, Big sis would hold up my socks or cap over my face and anyone that made me laugh more, was what I got to wear.
The TL has been so interesting and intense, I almost forgot my job hunt
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"He died in my arms." Adesola's son was shot and died in her arms at Lekki toll gate in Lagos. A year later, no one has taken responsibility for what happened that night.https://cnn.it/3n6eKOj
I don't know if it's the shot of vodka I took, or of it's because the topic is one that really interests me, but I am impressed with my performance on this Zoom call.
Its good to work hard. To crush goals and targets. But at what cost?? So my dear, as you try to reach your goal, take care of you. Look out for you. Work hard, but don't put yourself in harm's way. Remember, if you don't take care of you, you can't take care of home.
You work extra hard. You put your well being aside just so you can complete that report, that order, that document etc. You ignore the dangers you're putting yourself through because you just want to finish it and be closer to your goals. To your target. Its a good thing.
How would it have been if instead of the school fees he promised his son he was brought back home with a broken leg? Don't judge him, most of us are like him. We act like him, only difference is we don't do ours with a bike.
Dude was trying to be fast at the cost of his own life. It could have been fatal. He could have landed in the gutter and sustained serious injuries. Then all of it would have been for what??
Dude was probably rushing so he could meet his target. It was already past 6, and he probably had not gotten 70% of his target. He probably just wanted to be quicker so he can be with the next passenger. So he can be closer to his target. But at what cost??
Kind passerbys helped him bring his bike out from the gutter, and the trailer went on its way. One cannot really blame the trailer. People shook their heads at him and blamed him. I did too, but then I looked at it from a different angle.
And threw the man from the bike to the other side of the gutter. His bike landed in the gutter. And he sat there rubbing his ear that had hit the ground, wincing in pain and fighting back tears. Fortunately, there was no blood. No cut, no tear.
Like always, there was traffic yesterday evening. And boom, we heard the noise first before we saw it. In their usual way, a bike man had tried to squeeze itself through the tiny space between a trailer and the gutter. The trailer didn't know anybody was there, so it moved.