Vijana sikizeni. Strive to make your parents proud of you

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If you come from a humble background like yours truly, then you know the sacrifices your parents made to see you get the basics of life. And if you are a parent like me, you also know that sometimes you forsake your comfort for the sake of your child(ren).

Nothing in this life makes a parent happier than seeing their children doing well. And that is not necessarily coz of any support you may be giving them- its knowing that their sacrifices were not in vain. Similarly, nothing pains a parent more than seeing their children not doing well in life. If you graduated and failed to land a job, or your business collapses, your parent(s) feel 10X the pain you feel. It is more painful if your age mate neighbor is doing well while you are struggling.

In my village, there is a guy we used to call Kìbùgù. And you guessed it right, its because he used to get a zero in maths. And he dropped out in class six at the advice of the teachers. Him and academics just couldn't go together. In the same village, we have a guy called Kanyùi, because he was as sharp as a razor. He was the second guy in our village to go to university, and the first one to study (and practice) law in the entire location. 20 years later, Kibùgù is a well established fundi was mijengo, well trusted and with uncountable projects under his name. Kanyùi on the other hand is a drunkard who spends time in bars borrowing alcohol as he narrates of his good times as a highflying lawyer before he was barred after stealing from a client.
Now you can imagine the pride in Kìbùgù's mother's heart and the misery in Kanyùi's mum. That woman may not last another two years.

Vijana, whatever it takes,make your parents proud. It is the simplest way you can repay them the debt of bringing you up. Fake it if you must. Hire a car while visiting them and swear that it is yours. Have one special suit that makes you look like a mùtongoria and wear it when going home. Give your dad a few grands and tell him to buy his age mates some drinks as he boasts to them how well his son/daughter is doing. Take your mum to a proper salon and get her a complete package. Let her white hair shine. Let her hardened back feel the sweetness of a massage. Have her wrinkled face filled with powder till she looks like a sweet sixteen.
Am telling you the blessings that will follow you far exceed those you would get from buying your pastor a motorcar. Always strive to make your parents happy in knowing that their sacrifices did not go to waste.
 
If you come from a humble background like yours truly, then you know the sacrifices your parents made to see you get the basics of life. And if you are a parent like me, you also know that sometimes you forsake your comfort for the sake of your child(ren).

Nothing in this life makes a parent happier than seeing their children doing well. And that is not necessarily coz of any support you may be giving them- its knowing that their sacrifices were not in vain. Similarly, nothing pains a parent more than seeing their children not doing well in life. If you graduated and failed to land a job, or your business collapses, your parent(s) feel 10X the pain you feel. It is more painful if your age mate neighbor is doing well while you are struggling.

In my village, there is a guy we used to call Kìbùgù. And you guessed it right, its because he used to get a zero in maths. And he dropped out in class six at the advice of the teachers. Him and academics just couldn't go together. In the same village, we have a guy called Kanyùi, because he was as sharp as a razor. He was the second guy in our village to go to university, and the first one to study (and practice) law in the entire location. 20 years later, Kibùgù is a well established fundi was mijengo, well trusted and with uncountable projects under his name. Kanyùi on the other hand is a drunkard who spends time in bars borrowing alcohol as he narrates of his good times as a highflying lawyer before he was barred after stealing from a client.
Now you can imagine the pride in Kìbùgù's mother's heart and the misery in Kanyùi's mum. That woman may not last another two years.

Vijana, whatever it takes,make your parents proud. It is the simplest way you can repay them the debt of bringing you up. Fake it if you must. Hire a car while visiting them and swear that it is yours. Have one special suit that makes you look like a mùtongoria and wear it when going home. Give your dad a few grands and tell him to buy his age mates some drinks as he boasts to them how well his son/daughter is doing. Take your mum to a proper salon and get her a complete package. Let her white hair shine. Let her hardened back feel the sweetness of a massage. Have her wrinkled face filled with powder till she looks like a sweet sixteen.
Am telling you the blessings that will follow you far exceed those you would get from buying your pastor a motorcar. Always strive to make your parents happy in knowing that their sacrifices did not go to waste.
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If you come from a humble background like yours truly, then you know the sacrifices your parents made to see you get the basics of life. And if you are a parent like me, you also know that sometimes you forsake your comfort for the sake of your child(ren).

Nothing in this life makes a parent happier than seeing their children doing well. And that is not necessarily coz of any support you may be giving them- its knowing that their sacrifices were not in vain. Similarly, nothing pains a parent more than seeing their children not doing well in life. If you graduated and failed to land a job, or your business collapses, your parent(s) feel 10X the pain you feel. It is more painful if your age mate neighbor is doing well while you are struggling.

In my village, there is a guy we used to call Kìbùgù. And you guessed it right, its because he used to get a zero in maths. And he dropped out in class six at the advice of the teachers. Him and academics just couldn't go together. In the same village, we have a guy called Kanyùi, because he was as sharp as a razor. He was the second guy in our village to go to university, and the first one to study (and practice) law in the entire location. 20 years later, Kibùgù is a well established fundi was mijengo, well trusted and with uncountable projects under his name. Kanyùi on the other hand is a drunkard who spends time in bars borrowing alcohol as he narrates of his good times as a highflying lawyer before he was barred after stealing from a client.
Now you can imagine the pride in Kìbùgù's mother's heart and the misery in Kanyùi's mum. That woman may not last another two years.

Vijana, whatever it takes,make your parents proud. It is the simplest way you can repay them the debt of bringing you up. Fake it if you must. Hire a car while visiting them and swear that it is yours. Have one special suit that makes you look like a mùtongoria and wear it when going home. Give your dad a few grands and tell him to buy his age mates some drinks as he boasts to them how well his son/daughter is doing. Take your mum to a proper salon and get her a complete package. Let her white hair shine. Let her hardened back feel the sweetness of a massage. Have her wrinkled face filled with powder till she looks like a sweet sixteen.
Am telling you the blessings that will follow you far exceed those you would get from buying your pastor a motorcar. Always strive to make your parents happy in knowing that their sacrifices did not go to waste.
 
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