I have come to understand that it's very easy to create new memories, but very difficult to forget them, especially the memories of our happy moments, the ones that make us very happy and also sad.
I have a lot of people who have contributed so much to my growth and learning in life, and that is why I find it difficult to forget them. It is very obvious that I can't forget all the experiences I had with them.
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In this post, I will be mentioning two people I have saved in my mind forever, and one of them is the person I miss very, very much, and that is because I can't see him again. That was how life took him away from me on the 16th of January this year.
I can comfortably say that my mom and dad are good storytellers. You know, they used to tell me stories of how they started life and how life went for them when they were much younger, just like me. My mom loved telling me stories anytime we had free time, and she would open up by telling me what she passed through and how life went for her during her younger age.
One interesting story she once told me on a faithful day has remained in my mind for so long now, and I can't forget it at all. She decided to tell me a story concerning how the Naira currency had value during their time. She told me how her parents used to send her to the market to purchase goods with just five naira, and after buying all the items she was sent to buy, she would still bring back some change in kobos. That is to tell you how Nigeria's economy was over 50 years ago. Imagine if I decide to start comparing the Nigerian economy now with back then... you are going to realize the big difference. This type of story is what I enjoy very much, and I can say it is a wonderful privilege for me to know what happened even before I was born. What makes it more interesting is that it's a story coming from my mom.
She once advised me to be a good person and avoid trouble.
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Most times in life, if you decide not to look for trouble, then you will realize that trouble can still find its way to you. She advised me never to engage in fights. Her reason was that one bad side of engaging in a fight is that whether you are right or wrong, you will definitely find yourself in a mess. If you engage in a fight and end up injuring the other person, you will be in trouble. And if the person ends up injuring you, then you will also be in pain and in trouble too. That is to show that there is no benefit in engaging in fights, and they can never lead to any positive result or good impact.
She gave me a convincing real-life story of two brothers who were dragging a knife over a piece of meat. During the process, the younger brother mistakenly stabbed the elder brother in the eye with the knife, and the man became blind for the rest of his life.
My dad was the one who made sure that I took my studies very seriously. Not that my mom didn't contribute much, because she did, but my dad's effort was much greater in terms of my education. I can remember back then in primary school when my dad usually cross-checked my notebooks and classwork after school when I got home. He would ask me what I learned in school and also go through my books to see for himself what I was taught and how well I was doing.
Also, my dad is very good at mathematics. He taught me at home and encouraged me to keep learning because education is the key to success. My dad also liked to impart knowledge to me through storytelling. He told me how my community was created and the struggles and efforts many strong indigenes had to put in before the establishment was successfully achieved, and many more.
There are uncountable things that make me miss my mom and dad so much each time I begin to recall my experiences and all the time we spent together, especially my dad. The reason is this: my mom is still alive, she is living well and healthy, and I still have her around. I can always reach her, stay with her, and talk to her all the time... but dad is no more. Dad has travelled to the great beyond, and that is one of the reasons why I miss him so badly, because I can't see him again.
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