Mother i made it
Have you ever thought about what the joy of a mother is? If not, then you should.
My name is Chike and I'm a Nigerian. I am twenty-two years old and live with my parents in a town called New Gates.
Life hasn't been fair to us ever since my father lost his job as a banker and was replaced with computers. He has tried several times to get another job. But all his attempts failed. As companies kept rejecting his job application, so right now we depend on my mother's little fashion designing business, which was our only hope. She used the money she got from her little business to feed the family, pay the bills, and also trained me in secondary school. But for how long would this burden be on her.
I have always dreamt of going into university, studying civil engineering, having my engineering firm, and taking care of my parents, especially my mother. But looking at how things were with my family, it seems my dreams won't be actualized.
On October 17, 2016. I got an email from Kingsway University, offering admission into their institution to study my dream course in Civil Engineering. After so many attempts, I finally got accepted.
I showed my parents the mail from the school and they were so happy for me. It was like my dreams were coming through but money was the problem. My parents were aware of the tuition fees that needed to be paid before I could resume. It was a huge amount of money, but that didn't make them panic. "How can I get this money before the deadline stated in the mail." I thought to myself every day that passes by.
My mother noticed how worried and disorganized I was concerning raising the money for my tuition fees.
She sat close to me, placed her hands on my back, and called my name in a calm tone. Then she said to me, "Chike, what's the problem? Your face looks troubled, my son. Why?"
"Mum, don't worry I am fine," I said to her. As I returned to my thoughts.
"You don't look fine to me. Tell me what's the issue?"
"Mum, everything is the issue. Why are we poor? Why don't we have much to survive or to give? I hate to see you carrying all the family burden alone, and I can't help. I don't know how I'll get the money to pay for my school tuition fees. Mum, I am tired." I replied to her with tears in my eyes.
She saw my tears, wiped them off with her wapper and drew me closer to her chest and lay my head on her laps, then said to me, as she patted my back.
"Oh, my boy. Everything is going to be okay. Problems don't last forever, it's just a test of life and we will overcome them. As for your tuition fees, your Dad and I have decided to use our savings to pay for it. You're going to resume at your New school. My future Engineer." Then she pecked my head.
I raised my head and hugged her.
"Thank you, mum."
The next morning, my parents handed over the money to me and told me. "Remember the family you came from. Remember home."
Those words never departed from me, as I journey to school, far away from home. Far away from New Gates, Far away to become an engineer, far away to achieve my dreams.
Now it has been five years from home, five years of not seeing or hearing from my parents. Five years of not seeing my beautiful mother. So I write to them, telling them of the rewards I received in school. As the best graduating student of my faculty. The first-ever produced a first-class student of the school. And the school offered to train me further. A scholarship and finally, I got support from an NGO company to help me develop my business idea of owning an engineering firm. So Mummy I am coming home.
I journey home, driving in my newly acquired black Mercedes-Benz, as the thought of my mother and picture of home made me smile.
As I arrived home, I honked to create awareness of my arrival. Suddenly, the gates opened and it was my parents. I stepped out of my car and rushed to embrace them. They were surprised to see me driving such an expensive car. With smiles on their faces and tears rolling down from my mother's eyes. Tears of joy. Then I said to her,
"Mama, I have made it."
This is a story with which many people can relate. It is a story of family, striving and sharing. You draw the characters well and describe motivation well, also. Thank you for posting the story in the Ink Well community. And, thank you for consistently engaging with your fellow authors.
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A story about the importance of self-improvement. This story, among millions like it, moves the world forward, thank you for writing it, @ubani1.
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Charming story, @ubani1. Determination really helps those who don't have the financial resources to help themselves!
Hello @ubani1,
I related to this narrator. My sister helped to support the family when I went to college and when I got out it was my turn. I helped to support her. As a family, helping each other, we made it and were no longer poor.
It's nice to have a happy ending.
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Indeed, you really made it. Congratulations to you.
This is a very interesting story. I wish that everyone's story would have a happy ending like this, but reality always sucks.
Well well well, this is impressive and a good read.
Well Done On This One.
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True, reality changes everything, leaving one confused about its decision.
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I had mixed feelings reading through this work but it ended with smiles. Nicely written.
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"Remember the family you came from. Remember home."
The words that kept him fixed on his goals.
Many young people forget both when they see success.
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True, many youths of these generation let too much of success into their heads and forget about home. Which is bad.
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Yes you made it. And I made it down here courtesy of @dreemport.
Such a joy to see a child going through the struggles and eventually making the family proud.
Welcome @mmykel i am glad you found my blog and read my story.
The joy of a mother is to see her child succeed.
This is the story of each struggle that has been given a responsibility of fulfilling the aim and dreams of parents. Many forget that how their parents sold jewelry to pay their tuition fees. But I am glad this hasn't happened here.
A decent story indeed.
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Welcome @ayesha-malik
Sacrifices our parents made for our betterment is not an easy task.
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So true, they are the ones who can sacrifice everything they have just to see the smile on your face.
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"Mum, everything is the issue. Why are we poor? Why don't we have much to survive or to give? I hate to see you carrying all the family burden alone, and I can't help. I don't know how I'll get the money to pay for my school tuition fees. Mum, I am tired." I replied to her with tears in my eyes.
I feel those words meant alot to you.
Mothers are awesome, just like fathers. It is better to establish a balance between the two parents.
Society does not really rate fathers even though they are the unsung heroes of it all. They toil to provide for the family, hence, are mostly unavailable on the emotional side. Mothers, on the other hand, have all the time for the mushy side of life with kids. We should not overpraise one at the expense of the other.
Some of us do not know what it is like to have a mother anyway.
Beautiful piece, nevertheless.
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True, we shouldn't overpraise one at the expense of the other. They both made lot of sacrifices for us.
Well i'm glad Chike valued them.
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This is so captivating.. Wow.. I was just shedding tears reading through this... You spent five years away from your parents without seeing or hearing from them? How did you survive all those years in the university?... It must have been so difficult.....
Am so glad you were wise enough to remember the advice your dad gave to you... You studied hard to become the best graduating student and you even won a scholarship... Indeed you made your mum proud.. What a touching story... I so much love the happy ending.... Thanks for sharing.
@dreemport directed me to your post
Welcome to my post @davidbright
Thanks you so much for your kind comments, true it wasn't easy for him. But those advice and determination for success made him what he is now.
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