An Office Boy

A jobless man applied for the position of an ‘office boy’ in a very big company.

The employer interviewed him, then a test: clean the floor.

“You are hired.” – the employer said. “Give me your email address, and I’ll send you the application to fill, as well as when you will start.”
The man replied, “I don’t have a computer, neither an email.”
“I’m sorry,” said the employer, “if you don’t have an email that means you do not exist. And who doesn’t exist, cannot have the job.”

The man left with no hope. He didn’t know what to do, with only 10 thousand naira in his pocket.
He then decided to go to the supermarket, bought a 10kg tomato crate, then sold the tomatoes door to door. In less than two hours, he succeeded and doubled his capital.

He repeated the operation 3 times and returned home with 60 thousand naira. The man realized that he could survive by this way, and started to go everyday earlier, and returned late. Thus, his money doubled or tripled everyday.

Shortly later, he bought a cart, then a truck, and then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles.
Five years later, the man’s company was one of the biggest food retailers. He started to plan his family’s future, and decided to have a mutual investment platform.
He called an investment officer cor advise to start an investment package for his future, and chose a package. When the conversation was concluded, the officer asked him his email. The man replied: “I don’t have an email.”

The officer replied curiously, “You don’t have an email, and yet have succeeded to build an empire. Do you imagine what you could have done if you had an email?”

The man paused for a while, and replied: “An office boy!”

Don’t be discouraged if something is not in your favor today. Better opportunities are waiting ahead.

A Pound Of Butter #motivation #inspiration

There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he found that he was not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied, amour Honour, I am primitive. I don’t have a proper measure, but I do have a scale.” The judge asked, “Then how do you weigh the butter?” The farmer replied “Your Honour, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker.”

What is the moral lesson of the story? We get back in life what we give to others. Whenever you take an action, ask yourself this question: Am I giving fair value for the wages or money I hope to make? Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and can lie with a straight face. Others lie so much that they don’t even know what the truth is anymore. But who are they deceiving? Themselves

How I Spent My Easter Holiday

Easter is just an awesome season and my best holiday ever. How did you spend your Easter? Well I watched Passion of the Christ all through. That movie is just so touching and moving. Jesus is truly the son of God, nothing can stop me or hold me down, because death is defeated when He resurrected and conquered Satan forever and eternity.

Satan is just a joke, thinking through Jesus suffering and persecution was a win for him. “OYO” my brother was actually crying watching the movie, I was already far away thinking about the bad stuffs have done, was just asking for mercy watching the movie.

When it came to the scene of Christ crucifixion, I was faced down on my kneels, asking for forgiveness and also trying to skip the scene of golgotha.

Jesus you are so merciful. All that for a sinful soul like me. Who can do this if not for you.

He is Alive! Death is overcome

The Gift Of Friendship Is Invaluable

For many people, friends are a rare commodity and true friends ever more rare. I have said many times before that if you have true friends that amount to the fingers on one hand you are truly blessed. Such was the case of two very special friends who were true to me no matter what happened over the years.

A Special Sister
One of these friends was a friend who I call sister, who I lost a few years ago to cancer and for me was a great sorrow. She was always there for me through all my various issues over the years and I would like to think that I was there for her especially through the last trying years of her life and she bravely fought cancer. Unfortunately, she didn’t win but what she never lost was my undying love and affection. I am very grateful that I had the chance to not only be a brother but a friend with her for many, many years. Her presence is still with me and she will never be forgotten for her kindness, encouragement , and devotion to her own family and to me.

Good Friends
I also had the privilege of knowing and being a friend to a special man who I went to university with and who also became the God-parent to one of my sons, in fact, my first born. Now, I’m sure all those males out there who may read this story will testify to is that they have had some great buddies over time and some still have the same good friends from their early school days. Well, I’m sure you appreciate them; at least I hope you do.
For me, I will always remember that fateful day when I received a call from his cousin who told me that he had died. I was in total shock. He was a vibrant person, never sick, no signs of weakness and in fact during our undergrad days we often played handball twice a week for several hours at a time. Barely able to speak, I asked what happened thinking that there may have been a car accident. What I was told totally blew me away – he died of a burst aneurysm. How could this be? A healthy and active person – what cruel fate had lead to the death of a thirty-four year old, seemingly healthy male? And, to make his loss even more difficult for me, I met his mother for the first time at the funeral. She recounted how often her son talked of our friendship and our fun together. And, to even add further to my despair, I was asked to be one of his pallbearers. I know that this was an honor but at the time I felt a tremendous weight on my shoulders as I carried my friend to the waiting hearse.

To this day, I still don’t remember much about that drive to his gravesite even though I was in the car immediately behind the hearse. The only thing I recall is that I stared at the back of the hearse in utter disbelief that it was carrying my friend.

No Longer Here But Remembered
Over the years since, I often recall these special friends that are no longer here and wish that I could have spent more time with them. I often ask myself if I valued their friendship enough, did I really let them know how much they were part of my life ? Maybe this is a sentiment that is felt by many people who lose a valuable friend. On the other hand, I can tell you this. I am fortunate to be able to have known them, to have been part of their life and to spend good times with them.

Friendship is a gift, value it!