“Life is not a bed of roses and it can never be on a straight line but rather zigzag.”
According to what Paul says in the book of I Corinthians 13:11-12 New King James Version make us to understand that a child does things haphazardly: "When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known." This is to show that a child cannot control himself/herself to a perfect direction.
In this wise, the reflection of the above scripture shows that we are all ignorant in whatsoever we did in our youthful days. We cannot dance and at the same time watch our back, whether we dance well or not. So, it is those that watch us that can correct us and we yield to the correction.
As it were, the world where aging is often portrayed as the villain, lurking in the shadows, is often ready to snatch away our youthful glory and spontaneous adventures. Take for instance, if life is to be played back from time to time to correct our silly mistakes, it would have really helped immensely in molding us to become a better self.
I can tell my younger self to be patient in every endeavour of life because life is risk. If you live well, you tend to spend it in pleasure bdnqma.çand live long but if you rough it, you tend to rush out completely without remedy.
I could remember vividly how I use to fight my brother whenever I raised a song, he will sing along with me, but, I always quarrel and left the song for him and picked another, he too will join again. I wept and wept. But one day our parents advised us to sing together and believe me, we had a melodious and fantastic rhythm. I came to ask myself, what will I derive from singing the song alone? It brings love and togetherness with my brother.
Furthermore, what I want to tell my younger self is that, I should eat well. I come to realize that I always hate eating and I fell sick that time. I and my younger brother are the same age but not twins. I was born in January 20th and my brother was born in December 21, that same year. To my utmost surprise my Mum stopped breastfeeding me and concentrated on breastfeeding my brother. That made me to hate any food I was given. Such food as: Egg and bread, beans and yam, rice with fried egg, bread and tea with egg yoke etc. In fact I nearly die but God knows everything about my younger self. The only food I managed to eat was fried yam and water. I was making jest of when I recovered from sickness and demanded for tin milk. Right from that day, God started giving me new strength to overcome sickness. Though, it wasn't my fault to be selective. That is why I always tell my parents to try me again with those foods to see whether I will eat it or reject it.
When it comes to children celebration days either 27th May or 1st October, my younger self doesn't miss it at all. I would have gathered money down for the celebration because I must buy ice-lolly, ice-creame, p
Pepper soup, and a host of other things for my enjoyment pleasure. I was very meticulous, I don't overspend, so I give kudos to my younger self for that. I saved money into a potable safe container for a rainy season. My Mum loves borrowing from my money and paid back whenever she was in need. It was part of that money that I used to pay for my Junior Secondary School Examination. I want to encourage my younger self to keep it up and not to lust after money or use it lavishly.
I have bought so many things for my parents with my saved money. Other parents always tell their children to emulate my lifestyle. If I need to buy something I will not depend on my parents or even have boyfriend. Some boyfriends use to entice their girls with money and impregnated them. I fact, there were many dropouts in our school. When once a girl child drops out of school, it takes the finger of God, the pressure from parents and the determination of the girl to return back to school because of shame, frustration from the unborn baby I.e. sickness. Even when the baby is born, it won't be easy for her.
Another thing I want to congratulate my younger self is that I don't steal. I don't compromise. I was not a problem to my parents. I obey them to the core. The Bible says in the book of Ephesians 6:1 that children, obey your parents in the Lord. Honour your father and mother, so that it will be well with you on earth.
Concerning birthdays, I don't take it as a do or die affairs as many younger children are doing. Maybe because I came from a background that things are not rossy as it supposed to be. I saw my younger self being contented in everything. Despite the fact that we didn't have access to Television where I lived in the village with my grandparents, I didn't find pleasure in going to neighborhood to watch films. So, I cherished my younger self for that. I didn't compare myself with others.
My journey in life over time was unforgettable, vibrant and encouraging. A great opportunity to learn from my maternal and paternal gestures. I greet people a lot because that was the way I was trained.
The dreams of my youthful day's, though not all realized, had morphed into something more profound, resilience, strength and an unyielding zest for life. I played and joked a lot but very focused and determined to become a nurse.
It was a moment not only of sorrow, but of profound gratitude and introspection to God Almighty. What would I say to my younger self? Keep it up.
This is a great experience indeed. It’s not about losing youth but gaining wisdom, knowledge and understanding, not about diminishing opportunities but about embracing new adventures with a fierceness and grace that only comes with experience. If I could have my way in turning back time and impart some hard-earned knowledge to my younger self, I will greatly impact wealth of unwavering experiences to my younger self. Thanks so much for your precious time. Remain blessed dear.