My dream

 My dreams.

I was born into the family of 8, my father was a farmer and my mother was a petty trader, we were not reach, but God do provide our daily bread, despite how hard life seems to be on my dad, dad will always endeavor to provide us with new cloth on Christmas day and provide foods for us but it was not easy for him, because he doesn’t have enough money to invest in farm product, this made his produce very limited that it barely feed us through out the year, am the seventh child of the family. I always look after my younger brother when we were attending the same school I love him so much that I never allow him to cry over anything.

As day pass by and as I continue to grow up I was very intelligent in school, while I was growing up all I want to become in the future was a news caster, I never knew what they study, but I love seeing them on the TV, each time am with my parent I love watching the news caster, as time goes on I finished my primary school and went into the high school.

 Immediately I went into the high school my pastor was so interested in me, not to marry me but to adopt me, cause he knew I was very clever and intelligent, I will be of help to him and his kids, he has three kids I was 8 years older than his first daughter, he knew I was going to help them with their assignment.

 That evening he came to my house and discuss it with my dad, initially my dad said he can’t let me go and .stay with and outsider that even though we have nothing to eat we are going to manage whatever we have. Pastor Philipp went on and persuade my dad telling him he is not taking me from him that he just need me in is house to help him put things in other and to help him look after his children whenever his wife is not around he promised my dad that he will take perfect care of me my dad gave him a sound warning that I must not suffer for anything and he promised that he will be a good father to me. Few minutes later my dad called me from the room and I came to the sitting room when I got their I saw my pastor his name is Pastor Philips he has been kind to everyone around, everyone love him so much. My dad asked me if I want to go and live with the pastor initially I never wanted to go. When I remember the schools his daughter attend and their standard of living i love it so much. So I told my dad that I love to live with him. My dad asked me o get my things and followed him after I got my school bag which I use as my travelling bag also, I was so happy thinking I will not go to farm again, no more hard work, I was so happy, because I felt life will be Very comfortable for me over their, when I got to my new home meeting his kids , they were three in number and all girls, life was very pleasant for me, when the school finally resumed because the period I left my dad to stay with pastor Philipp we were in holidays, so the school I do attend before was a public school, they teaches nothing, attending such school will deny you the ability to speak good English, so pastor Philipp got an admission in a very good school, the school fees was quite expensive, when my dad hard I was going to an expensive school he was so happy, he has been saying it, that am going to study medicine, he went to discuss with some of his friends, asking them that if a child want to study medicine, which class will he start with in secondary school level, he was told that the child will have to go through science class in other to become a medical doctor, as at the period my dad was doing this investigation I was just in JSS 2, he started telling his friend that his daughter will study medicine and practice here in the village, he was so proud of me.

 When I finally get to ss1 the pastor I was staying with also wanted me to study medicine, because they felt that the dullards are always found in the art class, so as I approach my pastor that I want to study mass communication he shouted at me that am not a dullard that study this art course . I was not really happy about it, so I took my bags and luggage’s that I can’t stay any longer with him if he insist that am still going to study science course, he didn’t say a word again, he went out that evening.

 The following morning my daddy has already sent for me, I never knew he went to my house as at the time he went, he inform him about my intensions studying art course, he said I was a dullard that’s why I refused to go for science course, my dad was an illiterate he never understand the usefulness of art course, he thought art is all about drawing and making sculptures he never knew it was far beyond that, immediately he invited me home, he said so am now a dullard that can’t study my books right? I tried to defend my opinion he threatened to slap me if I say a word, he went further and scolded me, h said I have nothing to say, my opinion is not needed, anything am ask to do I should do it with all mind and I should never be arrogant, I tried to defend my self, that was when I receive a slap, he said is the pastor lying? I couldn’t say a word so I just keep quiet, and he continued to rain down insult on me, since I couldn’t resist their joined opinion, so I concur to their opinion in studying science course.

I was really good in science course but it was never my dream, my dream was to become a news caster and it has always been ringing in my mind even though I wasn’t allowed, so I continue to stay with them, at the end of my high school I did well in my exams and I passed out with a great scores, everyone was so happy for me. The same year I enrolled into a diploma course and I was offered computer science, I studied computer science at my graduation, I went further to get my bachelor of science in computer science, immediately I graduated I was looking for a place of work, here in my country it’s very difficult for a poor family to get a good and a well paid job, so I begin to seek for a job, it took me some months to get one, I was employed in the new media house, I was to be a computer analyst, I started the work and was consistent in my work, along the line, one day during the close of work, I went to the news room to see what was happening because I had to figure out some fault in there connections when am done fixing it I went on to try it, while trying it my boss became my viewers , he was impressed with my speech, my speaking, my positioning and all, when I was done with it, he called to his office and discuss with me, he said while I was trying the connections this evening I was so impressed with your performance, it was really great, he said as from now henceforth I don’t want you as a computer analyst in this organization again, I want you on my front desk as a news caster. 

Few months later am on the TV casting news.

 This is the story of my aunt.

She currently works with daybreak here in Nigeria.