There comes a time in everyone’s life when you sit and look back where you come from, where you are and where you want to go in this life. As I was sitting and looking back where I come from in my life, where I am today and where I want to go, I believed that in all of those things there is something that kept me motivated, keeps me going and sometimes keep me crawling if need be. I once read something that said “We all need strength to run, if we can’t run, walk and if we can’t walk, crawl but we don’t have to stop moving”
I grew up in a no-rich family (I refuse to say disadvantaged bcos we ain’t), where there was only one bread-winner (my dad) supporting the extended family with more than 10members(5-his children, wife, aunt, grand-parents, uncles and cousins ) with a salary less than R4k (I still wonder how he did this). There wasn’t not even a single day where we would sleep hungry or have insufficient school feels. One day, my dad took me with him to the bank, while we were standing in front of a teller, a phone rang(teller’s phone), she answered it while busy with the keyboard, she did her magic and boom money was given to my dad, it was there and then when I decided that I’m no longer gonna be a teacher or a nurse(those were my choices of career when I grew up, well I wasn’t exposed to anything more than that in my hometown)., I decided to do something that has to do with computer. I didn’t know what it was though, so when I got to the university(during orientation) when those career advisers asked me what I will be doing, I innocently told them “im not sure but it has to be something that has to do with computers and phones!” yes I said so. The guy looked at my results and said there were good so he gonna introduce me to computer-science department to do my registration. I didn’t know not even a single thing I was gonna do except for maths and Physics. It was tough, especial because everything was taught in English, in my home town our teachers used to interpret some other thing in our language, eish English. I struggled but never failed even a single subject. Time passed by I made friends and it was now my second home, I was enjoying except when it comes to wear, I ddnt have much to wear only 5 t-shirt (remember those Mr price one colour t-shirts,b yes I had 5 of those and wore them from my first until my final year) and 5 RT jeans(thank you Mr price, you helped me a lot). It was so difficult hearing other peers saying they are going to town to buy clothes, even if it was from Jet. My mother told me when I was leaving for school that “Don’t ever forget where you come from, You srely don’t wanna leave like this for the rest of your life, so go there and show them how smart you are, everytime when you pass I’ll buy you a jean and a t-shirt From JET (to add n my Mr Price outfits)” and ayes JET clothing kept me motivated and doing my best.
Im now working, have built my parents a house but still furnishing it , bought my investment flat(renting it out now, gonna sell it come January 2010 when property value goes up), bought a car, this year I’ll help atleast 2 ppls to fulfill their dreams(gonna pay them everything that has to do with their school, accommodation and food), even though I wont be taking them to university but I believe it will make difference n their lives and their families. But all thanks are due to that Teller and Jet clothing, if it wasnt for you, im not sure where will i be now. In all what I went through in my life I have come out with my own motto “If I can dream it, I can live it”
From one blogger to another … tell me your story?
What is it that when you look back you say, this real changed my life for better?