THE CRISIS OF TODAY IS THE JOKE OF TOMMORROW

THE CRISIS OF TODAY IS THE JOKE OF TOMMORROW

This is a short story of a young lady who think she has no cause to live after the demise of her father. 

Her father's death was indeed felt, as she was being tormented by her family after the demise, Everyday she never stopped thinking of her father's care and love to her when he was alive because she has been pampered by him before his destination to the heavenly home. 

Tears began to roll off her cheeks like a new born baby, and thinking of her late father became a daily routine. 

But, as time goes on, she began to realise that when one's mind is absolutely free from the dismissed Elders everything in the mind turns a new leaf. In so doing, the greatness joy and success ahead of such person is definitely assured. 

I was taking a stroll around my estate I looked at my present status and I was speechless at my success and what I've being able to attained in a short while. I remembered the most painful moment of my life, My father's demis, this got me thinking again as I shed tears for his presence was felt at that moment. Immediately, I worked down home, I wasn't happy with the situation I had put myself to due to the remembrance of my late father. 

On a stunning Tuesday morning, I was surrounded by an unusual silence. Thus! It made me get scared and apprehensive while  the world seems to have come to an end as it seems as if I was the only creature left in the universe. I jumped off from the bed immediately as the reality of last night still dawned on me and I began to say to myself "does it means I have lost my father? Is it that we would not be able to see again? Is that how the loved ones passed by? Why do we lost our good ones while the bad ones lives? This really got my attention as I began to ponder until I woke up from my slumber!

Don't be carried way by the aforementioned,

My name is Elizabeth but people call me Lizzy for short, I am in my early twenties, I come from a middle class family, we aren't rich neither are we poor, we have enough to feed on, we are wealthy enough to acquired formal education and takes care of some other needs.

My father's name is Israel James, he was a building contractor before his demised, while my mother is a petty trader who engages in provision sales, her shop was located at the entrance of our house where she makes her daily bread. To add this,  I remains the third born of my parents, while we are just four. Though, I wasn't the last born, but I was my father's favourite child before his departure, as he made it clear to every member of the family that he can never trade me for gold neither for silver. He made his promised of sponsoring me to any level of acquiring success  even if it would cost him to sell his properties. But, little do I know that death will cut his life shorter than we could ever imagine. What a cavity has this caused to me! 

My parents did the great job of parenting, by imbibing in me good morals on how to treat people to handle life issues amidst all these, my prayer all day to God was never to loose anyone of them at a tender age. Two months after my eighteenth birthday it happened! Just like a dream in a twinkle of an hour, my backbone said goodbye to the world, this got me, as I begins to have bad thought on whether I am to die with him ! I felt the world crumbling at my feet! Where is my hope of survival? What is going to become of me? I cried aloud with tears rolling of my face as I looked at the dead man, and I saw tears in his closed eyes, I then remembered his last words to me " Lizzy, keep your face towards the sunshine and the shadows will fall behind you"  this saying has been my saving grace. Reality dawned on me when I had to learn some hard lessons about life, I later discovered that an individual must always think of the worst thing that can happen to him/her, prepare to accept it and proceed to improve on the worst.

The coast is clear, I buckled up my shoes and faced life squarely, took up teaching, selling of sausage rolls on traffic roads in the evening and working overnight as a petrol station attendess, and with the grace of God I was well gained to be given admission into my prefered institution to study law..Waoh! I saw my dream being fulfilled gradually, with the zeal and determination to succeed.

 I freed my mind from all negativity that have eroded my sense of reasoning since the death of my father which I gets reminded of often, five years later, I graduated as the best graduating student and received a whopping sum of five million naira, plus a schorlarship to further my education to any length and a well paid job at the federal government level courtesy of the president.

Alas! That was how my life turned around for good, here I am today smiling and beaming in wealth, then I realised that indeed the crisis of yesterday will definitely serve as a joke or a comedy tomorrow.

 Written by

Adebiyi Ifeoluwa Taiwo

 

 Edited by

 Akinrinola Tosin Emmanuel (Emacot)

 Emacotink Organization 

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