Hello, everyone!
Yesterday morning, I got a call from my mother, pleading with me to come to her house and help her search for my brother's NIN; he needed it to travel a distance. So I rushed and did my house chores, took my bath, and rushed to the village to help her out. I reached there, and she had a whole lot to accomplish for the day. She is the only one doing the needful in a house with my younger siblings, who haven't grown to that extent helping out.
When I arrived home, my mother was very happy to see me around her, and she was encouraged and strengthened. My younger siblings had gone to school, and I looked around. The compound was unkempt, so I picked up a long broom and started sweeping; I swept the rooms, and I kept things in place. While she took some breath and refreshed herself with a delicious meal prepared by her. After I had finished sweeping, I told her to come and let's get searching for the NIN. We searched, and I used the opportunity to select our unused clothes and set some of them ablaze. We checked out bookshelves, and we couldn't find them. I climbed on top of the wardrobe, and we still couldn't find them; we checked out cupboards, Ghana must-go, box, and everyone in the house in search of NIN.
This thing we are searching for is a slip of paper but it is very important that contents personal details. This is a lesson to us that we should be very careful with details and careful with our belongings. It might not be useful today, but it will be in the future. So this has taught my younger brother how to be careful with little things he has, the same thing applicable to adults.
Thank you everyone.
I love, I care, and Forgive
