It pays to be good

It pays to be good no matter the situation you find yourself, always choose goodness over anything else. I know you'd wonder why I just said all that, but it's quite simple, good people always have it good in their life, even if they're poor they'll still live the best life.

I had this aunt once, whenever I went to see her, she'd always give me all she had, ranging from clothes, to food utensils and anything you can think of. There was even a day she gave a well packaged sack and I was supper happy that my wardrobe was finally going to change way before it neared christmas. I was so excited that I thanked and thanked her. The bag was well packaged so well that I couldn't even see what was Inside.

I payed to get it transported back home with the little money I had, and when I got home, I was greeted with smiles from the faces of both my sisters and our mom. It was as if I'd gone shopping and came back with hoodies. You should have seen the way I was bouncing and fanning myself. When we finally settled, I tried to remove the tape tied around the sack so I'll be able to see the contents.

I struggled and struggled for a while but the tapes wouldn't budge, I really don't know how many tapes she had used and how many times she'd ran the tape round the sack. After continuous trials, the sweat running down my face told me I'd done enough so I gave up and left it to the mercies of my sisters but they couldn't handle the herculean task, so they gave up.

My dad came back tired and exhausted but we sent my little sister to go work her magic on him and soon he was convinced to try out his might on the sacky creature. Before long he'd cut through the tape and we helped unwrapping the package, before long we'd successfully unwrapped the tapes and the sack was ready to be opened. Everyone left me with the honors and I walked towards the sack with so much vigour.

Without stress I tore through the sack and immediately different types and colors of used bra flowed through the sack and filled the whole room. I stood there dumbfounded, my dad shook his head disappointingly and made his way to his room. My elder sister couldn't hold it anymore, she burst into uncontrollable laughter and soon every one else joined in. What in the world did my aunt want me to use her bra for? I still don't know the answer to that up till today.

But that incident didn't actually stop me from admiring her, I always tried to emulate her whenever I could and help those in need. They were days I gave out my transport fare to a needy person and trekked the rest of the journey and it had always been good knowing I'd blessed someone else's life.

There was this cousin of mine who stayed miles away from where I stayed and we'd suddenly become really close overtime. He used to call me a lot and we'd talk hours about how our lives are actually going and I learnt a lot from him. He loved my vibe so much that he actually invited me to come spend the holiday with him. I was so excited that I was finally going to get the chance to spend my holiday a little more differently.

I spoke with my parents and I was surprised that they easily agreed, they even volunteered to help me with transport fare to go there soonest. I was excited and overjoyed, then I went on to prepare myself for the journey. On the d-day, I made sure to look really good, wore my best jean and the only expensive top I had that a uncle had sent from abroad, then I carried along a small bag.

First I paid my way down to the bus-stop and when I got there I decided to ask around for directions, the place was crowded and that was actually my first time travelling on my own. I stopped a well looking man and ask him if he had an idea which bus I was supposed to take to arrived at my destination. Luckily for me he knew which one and pointed me towards that direction. With a smile on my face I started walking towards the bus, I was almost there when something small touched my jean.

I looked back to find an innocent, little girl starring at me. She was cute with curly hair but a little dirty, certainly not from here. When I asked her what was wrong, she told me she hadn't eaten for days now and needed me to help her. I thought for a while, but being the good guy that I was I dipped my hand in my pocket and brought out some of the money I was given, a very small portion that I was sure wouldn't affect my transportatio. When I was about giving it to her, I heard a voice tell me not to give her the money, I turned and saw a young man stop facing me, he'd been the one who had that voice.

I asked him why he said that, he just told me to listen to him and walked away. When I turned, the little girl was still starring at me. I couldn't resist any more, so I handed her the notes. She thanked me a lot and walked away. Then I turned to make it towards the bus that I was to enter. I took some few steps forward and felt another hand on my jean again. I turned to see a little boy, almost like the girl earlier and he also pleaded that he hadn't eaten and need my help.

I couldn't resist too and my good heart wouldn't forgive me just leave thr boy like that. So I took yet another pinch from the money and gave it to him. I took some few steps forward and this time again another hand landed on my top. This time it was a girl few years older than the previous one and this time she was carrying with her a cute little baby, long story short, I also gave her money and before I turned to go, several other children surrounded me, almost close to twenty and they were gone when I finally reached the bus.

The problem was, there was no money left with me anymore to pay towards my cousin's side , and there was nothing left for me to make it back home and the distance was really not something I'll love to trek. But I ended up trekking it nonetheless and after begging others to help me out, I only got one person's attention and the person helped me get home. After that incident I'm still convinced that it pays to be good.

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