faithfulness chinonso emmanuel

It was all gloomy and rosy when my dad was alive. I was barely 7 years though, but I felt the love and care showered me until he left us on the 21st  of December, 2006. Ever since, things fell apart.

My mother strove to see my senior siblings through school. Afterwards, she took ill, crippling our little effort to survive. Until date, it has been from one sickness to another. It has not been easy. We barely see a three square meal to eat. My elder siblings could not afford good jobs to take care of my mother’s health, not to talk of my education. Moreover, there was no concern or care from any member of the family.

I felt and still feel heart broken. I Wish I could just turn back the hands of time, I feel shattered, I feel abandoned. I feel forgotten. It’s as if the world is against me. I thought the WAEC I wrote was my last hope; but thanks be to God, I’ve got hope, a help and a future through Sam Amaga Foundation.