When I was 6, I picked up a stick and a rope on
my way home from school. looking at the stick, I saw an unarmed soldier. I
wondered "what if this soldier has a gun in his hand, what a
beautiful toy it would be". I quickly tied a smaller stick to the
part of the toy soldier that seemed to me as hand. I made it tight cause
I wouldn't want the toy soldier's gun to fall off in battle .
Two years later, I found my creature (toy soldier )
under my bed. but, this time, I didn't see a soldier. I saw a
"y" shaped stick that can be used to construct a cartaport. I
untied the previous twine and tied an elastic band on both ends of the
"y" shape. This time, I felt much better "I will always hunt
down lizards with my new creation". After two years of my hunting
adventure, I had to misplace my creature for the second time.
After 16 years of living in one street, we had
to relocate. Everybody is running around because they needed to pack their
luggage. Meanwhile, I was eager, looking forward to the arrival of the
transporting vehicle. I was still curiously gazing, when a stick flew out of
the window and fell beside me. I picked it up and threw it into a nearby bush.
A boy of about 6 years old saw where it fell, he quickly picked it up in
excitement, ran into our compound, approached me in a very polite manner
and asked....Brother please! can I take?
me: Yes of
course!
He was so excited that he forgot to say thank you...He was
flying the stick in the air like an airplane.
#lessons;
*There comes a time when our best toys/most treasured
jewelries will become meaningless. And when this happens, just know
that maturity is taking place.
*The kind of creation one makes is always a perfect match
with his/her understanding.
*you can always give out your used toys other than
throwing them away.
*another man's initiative starts where your own
stopped.
BY: UCHENNA OKEREKE ALEXANDER
reality is in this write up
ReplyDeletekeep it up... friend
Wow....brother it's really growing up.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful
ReplyDeleteDaddy iyke...life itself is a reality.
ReplyDeletelet's make our dreams a reality.
We are all growing up until death. ..there's even primary and secondary growth...Abdulhamid Mustapha
ReplyDeleteWe are all growing up until death. ..there's even primary and secondary growth...Abdulhamid Mustapha
ReplyDeleteI picked up the words you gave and they turned into a pen... then, I started writing Obinna Emmanuel
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