FROM A MOTHER TO A NASTY SON

Dear son, How are you today? (if you don’t mind and if you aren’t too busy, there are some things I want to talk to you about) I heard you slapped the gate man yesterday, I’m still wondering your motive behind that, What prompted that action? Nna,  You have become too ridiculous lately,  how come you find it difficult to exhibit kindness? Mrs Uwamamaka called to tell me last week that you retired her with no sensible reason, how could you have gone that far, without due consultations, These persons have worked with your father even before your birth. Listen,  let me tell you, there’s a lot to life than you think. The amount of wealth you inherit doesn’t give you an extra head over others, it only gives you an extra edge, not to the detriment of those around you; rather, it is for you to affect their lives positively in every way possible. Life is too short to be unnecessarily extravagant. When your Father was alive, he led a humane life all through his stay on earth. From helping the helpless in the village, to assisting the needy in the church. That St. Monica catholic church in the village, few miles before EZE’s kingdom, was single handedly built by your father. Even the public primary school; he was among the founding fathers and pioneered its construction from start to finish, because he said he wanted people of his hometown to get that formal education he never had. Words alone cannot describe your father’s humility. He affected lives in numerous ways, when Mr Nmuoneke fell from the palm-wine tree at his backyard, daddy took responsibility of his medical bills while still in the hospital. Unfortunately he died and your father took responsibility of the bills and all the burial rites. He spent seventy-two weeks in the hospital, your daddy never missed out one day from visiting him, simply because when your father bought his first car in the seventies after the civil war, he brought a keg of fresh palm-wine to celebrate with your father and that one keg helped your dad in more than one sense, everyone that came to congratulate your dad that day, had a taste of the fresh wine Since that day, your dad loved him like he was a brother, which he eventually became, because he ran errands for your father, whenever Daddy was out of town. This made your FATHER  sponsor two of his children from primary SCHOOL to the university level Let me tell you my son, a single act of kindness can change a person’s life in the same way it will help your emotions too. A wise man was said  “when you bend down to lift someone from the ground, you can’t help but lift yourself in the process”. You should always think of measures to contribute your own little quota to helping the world become a better place. According to the word of God, I heard you said there’s no God. Well, I’m not surprised because that’s what almost everyone that travels abroad say, when they come back but I will tell you earnestly, there’s God somewhere above all men and I’m sure whatever your belief is, there’s always a moral lesson to learn from every religion. Only a fool says there’s no God. I hope you will let this words make a change in your life, please make me proud. Be twice as nice and kind as your father. Live to be remembered for good and remember daddy used to quote these African proverbs every day before death came ”those who have their palm kernel cracked for them by the benevolent spirits should not laugh at the misfortune of others” It was not by your making that you were born into a rich and famous family, it was by God’s divine making. So don’t let pride bring you down. I’m running out on call units, I will call you tomorrow (hopefully), the doctor said I will be discharged soon, so I hope to come back to Nigeria as soon as possible. Take care of your siblings and be ready to present me a wife, when I come back (laughs)...

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