No Rarity
-Nylazzir-
I am no rarity. My story is no different from those of the lucky few who dedicated most of their time supporting their family. Technically, I am single, no kids , not married -never been. But I’ve lived a decade of my life carrying the same responsibility - partially at least.
I was thirteen, barely gotten past my childhood, when I started living independently. Due to our impoverished life, I was compelled to live apart from my family as I take advantage of free education offered to poor deserving kids. Within that four years, life has unfold harsh realities while I was unhurriedly living my adolescent years. Successively, I tried my luck again taking an entrance exam, and this time for a college scholarship. So to say, lady luck seemed to have been smiling at me then. I passed the exam and that means another 4 years of privilege. But it was not an easy one, believe me. I chose BS Mathematics from the short list of science courses being offered. It’s not something of my interest, not even close, but it was okay. Succinctly, I was able to finish the course and obtain a college diploma. Alas! I was ready to conquer the world, unfortunately, it was a small world with narrow streets.
For a starter, I land a good job with a salary just enough to send money home and pay my bills. It was like, I was working a day for a day’s expenses. Break even and deficit, more often, the latter. My younger sister’s tuition fee here, my family’s daily expenses there and unpaid bills everywhere, as against my meager income, how was I suppose to make ends meet? No, don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. I am simply assessing my situation for I am happy to be of help. Quoting one passage I’ve read somewhere that goes " When you are successful (if I am considered one), always remember that some time, somehow, someone gave you a lift that started it all. And that you are indebted to help other people the way you were helped." And in my case it was my family who made a gentle push, that started it all.
