Everyman has a home and the beauty of it is to come back and meet it in one piece. Home is a safe heaven and seeing a roof over ones head is enough blessing.
Everyman has a home and the beauty of it is to come back and meet it in one piece. Home is a safe heaven and seeing a roof over ones head is enough blessing.
My home is a blessing. I grew up as a child of grace knowing God is a big deal and ability to fear the goodness of God goes along way to speak about my personality as an individual. God is good and when you see what he has done in your life and the lives of others around you, you will marvel and praise his name everyday of your life.
My story of safety started when I was about going to see dad. I was hit by a friend and this gave me a deep scar on my face and I know I need to carry this badge and explain to as many people as possible about what has happened to my face. Currently dad is late but trying to look pass the days when he was present I really enjoyed his company and all he has thought me to become a better person. After his death I got to understand that he was a man of ultimate values and responsibilities. From a Nigeria point of view "e no easy to be a man". This phrase has made me strong and to value what's inside of my self as a child with too many wisdom and my abilities only need to be tapped in other to have enough space to vent my feelings and my intellect to the world to see. After classes I went for break and realized all my friends were not willing to speak out what they had passed through in the hands of their fathers. This was contrary to how I was raised and realized as a child we all have feelings and thoughts and our thinking processes goes a long way to show we are all humans roaming the world with our various smiles and hurt. My friends ones told me how their dad doesn't give them food stuffs and provisions to take to school. At first on hearing this I thought to myself how careless some parents could be about the lives of their kids knowing that this could lead them to steal from their friends which I am no exception to this. I felt like crying on hearing this things from my three best friends who were so much enthusiastic about the future and what it brings but since there dads were acting strange they were of the opinion to surprise their parents by being great.
Any man who grew up in my type of setting will have to understand that parents come first in everything we do. Being our role models and those who made us learn numbers and languages from childhood before schools and classes came into the picture. Excited to learn a new language as a child was a big deal and learning to seat, crawl and move our legs as a child is one feeling I have grown to understand why valuing one's parents is a special thing.
My parents thought me why safety first is the most important thing in the life of any child. I was taught to protect my siblings being the first child. Raising them as though my dad was not alive. This doesn't mean I was fully responsible for their upkeep and welfare but acting as a protector when dad was not there. Being the first child in a traditional African setting means huge responsibility has been placed on your shoulder and you must be ready to take up the job at all cost. Dad trusted me with his children he often said "what if I am no more what will you do differently"? I thought to myself how I am not lazy and how I will be able to match up alot of kids especially my peer groups and seniors in the Real world despite not knowing what the future holds. I have been an optimistic child and I preach it in any where I find myself most especially around those who have more time and experience than me.
My second box of safety first started when I was told to use the first aid box. This was new to me but I was proud of the way I handled it when called upon to practicalize what I've learnt on a dying child who had a cut on his leg and blood was gushing out profusely. I immediately ran to my nearest first aid box to help save the boys life. Now I am proud of myself to have saved this boys life as he is grown now to become a professional doctor who always values people's life before his.
My level of experience is second to non and I'm confident in my skills and what I can do. My world has been peaceful and has all the goodies of a better life in it. Being a muslim in Nigeria you are taught about how to fear your maker, Allah. When ever I am tempted I think about Allah and his blessings and punishment in the year after and with just this feeling I remember all of his mercies in my life.
The story is about a young man who was forsaken by his country, state and tradition African setting. The elders failed him and his culture hasn't done enough to support his dreams. He has travelled but no sense of fulfillment and passion in what he does so he resulted to taking drugs and sleeping with women as an escape route for his predicament. He never found who to marry as marriage was only a fiery tale as those who came around him only needed the little capital he had and not his personality.
“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Forced out of a mental hospital by her family, Nicole was made to marry Aidan-reputed to be disabled-in her sister's place. The public ridiculed their union: a so-called lunatic and a cripple. What they didn't know was that Nicole had a sharp mind, countless talents, and secret identities. High society sneered at her unruly behavior, but Aidan always took her side. "My wife is too fragile to hurt anyone," he'd say. But soon- "Sir, your wife destroyed someone's house!" "Let her." "Sir, your wife ran away!" He arrived at the airport with two adorable kids in tow, pleading, "Sweetheart, come back. You can punish me however you want." Nicole froze. Wait-where did these two adorable little troublemakers come from?
To fund her father's medical bills, Helena stepped in for her half‑sister and wed the city's notorious deaf heir. On their wedding night, as she bared herself, he dismissed her hope with, "This is strictly business." Living beneath the weight of his unpredictable moods, she learned to fear every moment. When everyone bet on her ruin, he became her fiercest protector. But as their contract expired and she gathered her things, tears shimmered in his eyes. "Please… don't leave me."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
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