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MY LIFE LESSONS
hmmm... It is a cold Sunday morning, the breeze is whistling, the trees are slowly dancing to and fro, the birds are singing. Here am I, sitting alone on my old rocking chair putting on my red checked pyjamas with a blue slippers having a white circles on it as a design. Hi, my name is Emeka Moses. I'm 80years old. You are welcome. Sit and let me tell you about my Life's Lesson.

My name is Emeka Junior Moses, I am a native of Akachi community from Akwamma. My parents are Mr. Williams and Mrs. Mary Emeka Moses. I am the seventh child of my father and fifth child of my mother and I am the only son. I have six elder sister which the last one from my mother gave me a gaping-age of seven years.
My parents got married, it was an arrange marriage, my dad is a learned man who is the head master of Akachi Government school. He wasn't interested in getting married, he just love reading his books. He once told me that his mother will always tell him and say "Emeka nwa m, is it your book you will marry for ever? even if your dad told you to marry your book, please can you do me a favour and marry a human who will bear my human grandchildren, you are not getting younger, neither do I, I want to carry my grand kids, my fellow woman that I gave birth at same year, their children have given them grandchildren. You are my only son and only child, who will bear your ancestors name when you are gone?" It got too much that he agreed that his mother should get him a wife.
One day, his mom brought a woman to the house she looks very local, gentle and respectful but she is beautiful, he loved her and took her in as a wife, Mary's mother is my grand mother's bosom friend from the next town which she normally go to sell her fruits.
After my mom had my four of my elder elder sisters my grand pa died. My grand ma started complaining that she didn't bring her in to keep giving birth to girls.
Her attitude towards her changed, she told my dad she wants him to marry another wife, she asked my dad to have an affair, he refused but she kept on disturbing him until he gave in. My dad had an affair with a lady helping my mom, her name was Oma and she got pregnant, she became rude to my mom and kept telling her that she is pregnant for a boy. She told her friend and her friends advices her to keep being rude, my mom was calm because she was equally pregnant. My grand ma started treating Oma well and pampered her, she will tell my mom she knows she will still give birth to a stupid child which is still a girl.
She promise Oma that her son (my dad) will pay her bride price if she gives birth to a male child. Oma went to a native doctor who gave her a liquid substance and ask her to drink it that she will give birth to two boys for my dad. She also went to a river goddess named Nwaanyi mmiri, she asked her to put on white wrapper and come with a white calabash and a white dove to appease the goddess. she did all that and she assured her that she will give birth to a baby boy. On the day of delivery for Oma, she gave birth to twins, bouncing baby...b...bb...girls. (laughs) wait were you expecting me to say boys? oh no no no, it was girls... at least the native doctor got it right that it will be twins (laughs again). My grand ma got furious, rein curses on her, Oma doesn't know how to face her husband, co wife and the community after bragging that she will give birth to boys, she ran out of the house and committed suicide by stabbing herself. She was discovered and threw into the evil forest, three month later, guess what? ...okay you guessed right! my mom gave birth to me, it wasn't easy for her, she took the twins of Oma as her own kids. what a wonderful mother with a beautiful soul! The twins never knew that my mom didn't give birth to them until when they were twelve years old, they had a fight with their mate on their way back from the stream, they both beat the girl and her sister with one of her best friends, the girl insulted them and told them that that's how their mom was so stupid to think she will give birth to boys and later gave birth to two fools she can't stand the fools that was why she committed suicide. They ran back home with their wet bodies full of sand and their empty broken buckets and my mom had no option than to tell them the truth, but she held them close, cuddle them and caress their hair then told them the truth and made them understood that a mother is a woman who is kind hearted and cares for her kids. There are many who call themselves mother, but those that love and care for their kids even if the kids didn't come through them; are the best mother anyone can ever have .
I will say this "There are many mothers but only few are moms" (smile sadly). God bless my mother. I'm still sorry for what I did. I wish I can change the hand of time. (sobbing) (wipes his eyes and continue)
(softly) Well, back to me... since I was the only son, my mom never liked the way my dad and grand ma was always spoiling me and supporting me when I do wrong. I thought my mom not treating me like my grand ma and dad made her a bad person. I never knew she was right all this while. She will cook, I will go to the pot and eat almost all the meat, my grand ma will say that's how a man should be; have dominion over everyone only me and my dad has a say over the family. I will not want to do any work just to lazy around, my grandma will say that's how a man should be. I will intentionally look for my sisters trouble and my dad will say they have no right to lay their hands on the second in command of the house. my mom will keep money from her sales, I will take some and go out with my friends, when I come back she will try to punish me but my dad and grand ma will defend me. She kept on advising me but I won't listen to her. Because I stay close to my dad, I like reading and I'm intelligent, I told my dad I want to be like him, my grand ma never liked that cause she thinks I will not marry in the future and my mom is too quiet to push me into marriage.
Some years later my grand ma died, my dad forced my two elder sisters (the first and the third) into marriage which one of them is late cause the man maltreated her until he strangled her to death. The second ran away and came back six years later she came back with a man and she received marital blessings. She took my sisters fourth and the twin girls so that my dad won't force them into marriage. My grand ma never allowed any of my sisters to go to school, she said it's a waste of time and money. She also went to the house of my other sis who is married arrested her husband and took her and her three kids, leaving me and my parent to stay. She can't afford to take a spoilt brat like me, and even if she offer to take me, I won't go with her cause I won't enjoy the freedom I'm enjoying staying with my dad.
I caused my parents so much trouble. I killed my mom by mistake when I was fighting with my dad, I took a huge stone to hit him and it hit my mom on the head while she was trying to separate us, she died at the spot, after her burial my sisters all went back leaving me and his dad. She cried that she offered to take my mom along with them but she bluntly refused, saying that she doesn't want to be a burden to her and can't leave her husband house. She advices her that she should only take her sisters and also the one at her husband house that is experiencing domestic violence.
The others got married.
I troubled his dad until he got a cardiac arrest and died. My sistes came for burial and went back leaving me. "I don't care about them", I said to myself.
They tried by contributing money to open a provision store for me. At first I never took the shop serious, I gambled, impregnate four ladies, rejected the pregnancy; only two kept theirs and they are both girls, I said what will I do with them? My grand ma always tells me that they are useless, I party with friends, then, gradually I changed a little cause of the way a neighbour spoke to me and one of the kingsmen also spoke to me. I got married, she gave birth to two girls, I hated them. I decided to get married again and she gave birth to two boys, I sent the first wife packing, telling her that she gave me useless things called children. Guess what? hmmmm Karma caught up with me, what I sowed, I reaped. The boys were spoilt by my ill mannered woman I called wife. I realized what my mom has been telling me is right and also realized that my dad and grandma were wrong. I understand the pain my mom and dad went through. Well, I was just one person disturbing my parents but I had two who made my life a living hell.
They burgled my shop and made away with all I had, even the documents to the house, cars and two Lands I had.
when I tried stopping them, they beat blue-black out of me until I was taken to the hospital half dead by my good neighbours. I later found out that the boys were not my sons.
However, my first daughter from my first wife came, the second daughter was studying abroad she couldn't come but I spoke with her on video call. Three of my sisters came to the hospital and one of them said "when you do someone something, you don't know how they feel until you experience it. Never do to people what you won't want them to do to you. Always remember, Whatever a man sow, that shall he reap. It may not come now but it will surely come. That's the law of Karma" and the other added "As far as God liveth". (sobbing) I cried the cry I had never cried before. and I said "who says girls are useless? they will always remember you no matter how busy they are?" despite all I did, they still came around. I apologized to them and we all huged.

My daughters are doing well even the ones I gave birth to out of wedlock. My wife didn't come back to me cause she is married to another man who loves her so dearly. She only got me this house I'm presently residing in and left my daughters to take care of me cause she need to mind her husband and her kids including the ones she gave birth for her present husband.

My daughters sometimes come to visit not often as before cause they got married and lived oversea. But they never miss Christmas only last year they did, because of some issues on finance but promised to visit this year with my grand kids.

(Stretches his legs and adjusted) That's the story of my life.
the bible said 'train up a child in the way he should grow, when he is old he will not depart from it' proverbs 22:6
If my dad and grandma had trained me well, I could have been a better person.
I learnt alot of life lessons. Thank God for His mercy which made my daughters and sisters including my wife to forgive me.
I might have committed suicide.
Please learn to forgive...to err is human and to forgive is divine.

I need to go in and eat, this my life story I told you made me hungry.
I know you will ask, "is he cooking by himself at this age?" oh no, I don't, my daughters whom I'm proud of hired cook and housekeeper for me (smiles, stands up slowly) The best thing is to enjoy your old age with your children and grand children surrounding your table and sharing love.
well I might not have recovered most things i lost, but recovering my kids is the best thing that has ever happened to me in this life. Not everyone that made same mistake as me had the opportunity to recover their kids.

Please don't get me wrong, this story I told you is for you to learn to appreciate God for the kids he gave to you. Others are looking for a child they couldn't. But God gave you kids and you are not thankful. You don't know what the future holds.
Both male child and female child is useful. If they are not, God won't have created them! Treat them equally as you should as a parent. You won't regret it.
Husband love your wife, wife respect your husbands.

Love you all
(goes inside)


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