".......that homeless kid,who chose to go to school and do her homework under the streetlight.....now ,that's courage"
That homeless Naija kid I saw on my street,who instead of joining a gang,was out in the fields,trudging for miles through the sun and the rain with his younger brother,carrying a heavy sack on his back,with dirty clothes ,picking aluminum foils and metal scraps to sell and get themselves some of the things other privileged kids had....and maybe give some to their poor mom too...That's courage.
That young girl who,despite her social handicap, refused to sell her body at night along Opebi Allen,Awka Road, Presidential road and ,instead sells micro stuffs to her colleagues on campus to support herself and still maintain her academic pace with other mates.....That's called courage.
That poor woman who despite the bad roads,treks for kilometers from the hinterlands to sell her vegetables and other farm products in the city,just to ensure that her two kids left for her by their deceased dad,completed their secondary school...
..I call it courage.
..I call it courage.
