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Saturday 23 September 2017
Friday 22 September 2017
How Story 001
I was driving down the slow lane a few hours back, I realized that a bike man was asked to stop for not having his helmet on.
I parked and moved close just to see what's going on.
Lo and behold, the man would be set free if he could pay #2,500.
But he pleaded that the money left on him is less than #500.
I felt his pain and I stepped into the scene to help.
I handed over to the policemen new notes of #3000
The bike man was grateful, he tried to prostrate but I prostrated saying
"Good evening sir, I am sure you can't remember my face again but I can never forget your face sir."
He was shocked and was trying to go through memory lane, yet he couldn't figure it out where we ever met.
I further explained "I am the boy from your class back then in secondary school that always came 13th out of 15 students in class and I remember vividly how you will laugh at every mistake we made while trying not be mute whenever you asked us question and we replied with wrong answers instead.
He now remembered the face and how it was back then, he wasn't sure if to apologize or tell me thank you.
I explained myself further by saying: "Nothing pained me more than how you always tell us that people like us who can't provide simple answer to simple question will end up saying yes sir to the brilliant ones in future, but I'm glad to tell you today that I'm the Group Managing Director of Multidynamic World and also Editorial writer of a few writing firm. I dont deserve it all but grace changed my story and I'm here today."
The man hugged me and soaked my brown starched T-shirt with mucous-filled tears.
The shout of the conductor in the nearest bus stop was all I heard. I could hear the usual colloquial accent saying "Oga we don reach Maryland and you enter for Yaba say you dey go Anthony but na sleep you sleep pass your bus stop.
I couldn't believe it was dream all through, but the sleep worth more in the end.
The result of a stress filled day!
Moral of the lesson:
1. Don't look down on any student, the weakest might be the strongest tomorrow.
2. Always remind the bus conductor to wake you up when they get to your bus stop.
3. Even if you sleep in the bus, have a sweet dream.
How Story #howstory
Osunniran Ebenezer (O'nezer)
Osunniranebenezer.blogspot.com
I parked and moved close just to see what's going on.
Lo and behold, the man would be set free if he could pay #2,500.
But he pleaded that the money left on him is less than #500.
I felt his pain and I stepped into the scene to help.
I handed over to the policemen new notes of #3000
The bike man was grateful, he tried to prostrate but I prostrated saying
"Good evening sir, I am sure you can't remember my face again but I can never forget your face sir."
He was shocked and was trying to go through memory lane, yet he couldn't figure it out where we ever met.
I further explained "I am the boy from your class back then in secondary school that always came 13th out of 15 students in class and I remember vividly how you will laugh at every mistake we made while trying not be mute whenever you asked us question and we replied with wrong answers instead.
He now remembered the face and how it was back then, he wasn't sure if to apologize or tell me thank you.
I explained myself further by saying: "Nothing pained me more than how you always tell us that people like us who can't provide simple answer to simple question will end up saying yes sir to the brilliant ones in future, but I'm glad to tell you today that I'm the Group Managing Director of Multidynamic World and also Editorial writer of a few writing firm. I dont deserve it all but grace changed my story and I'm here today."
The man hugged me and soaked my brown starched T-shirt with mucous-filled tears.
The shout of the conductor in the nearest bus stop was all I heard. I could hear the usual colloquial accent saying "Oga we don reach Maryland and you enter for Yaba say you dey go Anthony but na sleep you sleep pass your bus stop.
I couldn't believe it was dream all through, but the sleep worth more in the end.
The result of a stress filled day!
Moral of the lesson:
1. Don't look down on any student, the weakest might be the strongest tomorrow.
2. Always remind the bus conductor to wake you up when they get to your bus stop.
3. Even if you sleep in the bus, have a sweet dream.
How Story #howstory
Osunniran Ebenezer (O'nezer)
Osunniranebenezer.blogspot.com
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