I gave out my last cash, before this happen(my true life story)

I sat down inside the keke, thinking about what my kids were going
to eat when they returned from school.
After their mum died, the sole responsibility of taking care of the
kids was on me and it didn’t bother me.
I was doing relatively well until I was sacked from my place of
work because they needed to reduce the number of staff as they
could no longer pay everyone.
I couldn’t tell my kids the bad news, I mean, they have been used
to a life of luxury and enjoyment and I didn’t want to ruin it.
The money I saved, I invested it in a business that turned out to be
a scam and it left me devastated.
I had to sell my car to pay for their fees and I told them that the
car was bad and needed repairs.
I sat down in the keke with just #150 in my pocket, thinking of my
next step until a woman carrying a sickly child on her back
approached me.
I turned my face to another corner, hoping that the keke driver will
just forget about filling the Keke and drive away with me and the
young lady inside .
The woman came to me and began with the usual begging skills
“Oga help me, my pikin no well,we never Chop since morning ”
If only this woman knows that I have eaten anything myself and
that after paying this keke man, the only thing I will have in this
pocket will be just #100.
She turned to the other lady and she immediately shouted at her.
“Common getout from here with this smelling child of yours. Una
nonsense skills wey una de use beg money. Idiots!! ”
She throws a spit at them and the woman walks away crying.
I felt a tingle in my stomach as she walked away, my spirit man
just won’t let me be.
I tried to take my eyes off her but I just couldn’t.
I came down from the keke and gave her the #150 with me and
she thanked me so much and cried again.
She went as far as praying for me, much to my delight.
Since I had no money to pay for the Keke anymore, I decided to
trek home. I was about to start moving when the Keke driver called
me and asked me to enter.
“Oga, I see u as u give dat woman money and I know say money
no de ur pocket again, no worry, I go carry you for free”
I was shocked. I looked at the Keke driver again, he reeked of
alcohol and wore a very distasteful look but underneath all that is
a kind Man.
“Oga, this World na human beings de make am hard. U see dat
woman wey u help so, she bin de work for post office one time.
When she born dat her pikin, de find out say d pikin get one kain
yeye sickness like dat. She don spend money tire, even the
husband sef come die join for where e de mould blocks, d building
fall ontop him body. Her work people come sack am say she too
de late. Na our neighbor before oh, na landlord drive am comot
say she no pay rent. Only say I never hustle today own, na me de
give am food everyday”
The other lady inside the keke with me suddenly felt bad and
started to cry, she instantly regretted all the words she said to the
woman.
“I didn’t know, I just thought she was one of those scammers” she
said.
“Aunty, if person get money e no go beg, if u no wan help person
no de abuse dem, nobody go beat u if u no give”
I almost passed my house listening to the Keke driver, such a nice
guy.
I learnt something valuable from him and I felt so good that I gave
the woman that money.
As I was about to enter my house, I got a call that Jude my son
has been involved in an accident and has been rushed to the
hospital.
Since I didn’t have transport, I ran all the way to the hospital and I
met my daughter crying.
“Where is my son?where is he? ” I barked at the nurse.
The Doctor, a tall handsome young man came out.
“Mr Mike, your son is in good condition. He lost a lot of blood
though but a good Samaritan woman helped donate hers”
As he was still talking, the Woman I gave #150 came out, crying
and massaging her hands with cotton wool.
“She brought her child here for treatment but the child died. She
was crying when your son was brought in a stretcher and had lost
so much blood. We had run out of blood in the bank and so when I
asked the nurse to call you, it’s because we needed blood. She
overheard our discourse and offered to help even when she is
mourning her daughter who just died, I have never seen such
kindness in my entire life, this just restored my faith in God again ”
I held the woman close to me and hugged her tightly, I hugged her
and wouldn’t let go, both of us were crying as we were the only
ones that understood the whole scenario.
The Doctor didn’t collect a dime from us as he tagged what
happened a “Miracle” and it would be unfair to take money from us,
money I didn’t even have.
My son was discharged two weeks later and the Woman is now
living with me and the kids, atleast they need a mother na .
I have been called back at my place of work, this time with an ever
bigger paypacket.
Susan is the Angel God sent to me to change my situation and I
almost lost that chance because of my predicament.
She has so far been excellent with the kids and everything in my
life has turned around for good.
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3 Comments

  1. Good information

  2. This is an important message to all men and women out there, we are all the same before the Lord we don’t have to discriminate

  3. Is good to help

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