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- My Journey in Pains Dear KINGSLEY, Even before you were conceived, prophecies of good tidings were ready to herald your birth, but then disaster stuck!! On the eve of your birth, the physicians brought forth a message, a message? What could this message be, a message of doom or boom? Well, the recipients heard the message, alas!!! It was an unpleasant one! The seed [child] would have to die for the carrier [mother] to be alive. Oh! What a sad news! Mother was sullen and heart broken, that her precious seed would have to die. Father wasn’t around then. Oh! What about the tales of the prophets forebearing his birth, could it be all lies? Ah! I knew it, prophets and deceits! Like Siamese twins, Mother’s hopes were dashed! How could she allow her third seed to return to mother Earth so soon? These thoughts endangered her health which was at already a high risk, and the only option left was a Caesarean section (CS) operation. Mother cried her eyes out what a fate. At a tender age to undergo a CS operation. But then there was a ray of hope. When my father heard the news, he hurried arrived and with determined spirit, he rejected the physicians report, bundled up mother to another far away hospital [St. James Hospital, Port Harcourt]… At 11:30pm, Mother delivered of her third seed. Oh! What a joy! But then the child was sickly and had to be nurtured to life, thus he was put in the incubator for weeks where life was given to his feeble bones. Alas, the child was discharged after some months. He was given a name, but then the hosts of heaven had a name for him. He was christened ‘KINGSLEY’ because he was born to be a Counselor, a Trail blazer and a Path finder. His birth was to be a remarkable one! Over the years he grew under the watchful gaze of his counselors, instructors and guidances. He grew rapidly and his health status replenished. Aside when he was 7 years when he survived a motorcycle crash on his way to school, which affected his dentition and left kneel mildly, there hasn’t been any cause for alarm as to that. As a child he was bullied in school for being skinny and a little nerdy but he never let these experiences affect him. Like any teenager, KINGSLEY spent most of those years experimenting with what the world had to offer. I lost two of my best friends when I was 16, one in a car accident and the other due to drug and gang violence. This was the beginning of what changed me. These tragic events really made me reflect on what a blessing life is and I felt the need to find deeper purpose and meaning. You can’t be what you can’t see. At 18, I started redefining success for himself. I now wanted a life of service, impact and passion as opposed to money, fame and power. Using all my skills and passion to serve humanity. Dear KINGSLEY, On this day, I wish you the best. Even as you identify with your passion and service to humanity, posterity will never be so quick to forget you. Your footprints will be a landmark for many generations yet unborn. Your yields shall bear forth increase and bounty harvest. You shall be favoured in the midst of multitude. Evil shall never come lurking around your corners. You are BLESSED! Yours ever, HARRISON KINGSLEY
- The Broken ShellDo you see broken shells in my heart?What I crave is a good life for all.A purposeful life for man living with dreams.A creature carefully created and adored.A soul burning…More
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