The young woman in the photo above shared this post on her facebook account saying: “Sometime 20 years ago, I was naive and influenced bypeer pressure. My dad was and is still a strict disciplinarian,mum on the other hand was a bit soft on us and let us have our way. She practically covered for and took sides with me especially (being her only daughter amongst 3 sons).
I got out of hand and starting moving with the wrong set of friends, got pregnant at age 11 (primary 5)and then my whole world crumbled. The harsh reality of life began to unfold as I had to drop out of school, I couldn’t sit for my First School Leaving Certificate Examination(FSLC).
People in my neighbourhood made mockery of me my dad couldn’t bare it, so he sent me out of the house and I had to go to the village to live with my grandma. In order to survive and fend for myself (as grandma isn’t working) I had to summon courage and face my own devil, I knew I was the cause of my predicaments and didn’t put the blame on my mum or anyone.
I started street hawking selling all sorts ranging from tapioca (kpokpo garri), roasted pork meat, roasted maggots, Madiga bread, sachet water etc. Few months later I had my baby,saved some cash (through hawking) which I used to re-enroll for my FSLC, I passed with a “merit”.
Still in the street hawking business, I saw myself through secondary school, I was determined to show my folks that I truly regretted my actions and is now a serious child. Enrolled for WAEC cleared all my papers likewise my JAMB and then gained admission into the university.
When my dad saw how focused I had become, they took my child and I back, sent me off to the university and took care of my baby. To cut the long story short, I’m now a M.ed holder from the University of Lagos State Akoka, a successful teacher and happily married by His grace.
My son is currently a 200-Level Law student. Strangers thinks he’s my younger brother because the age gap between us is so close. My son is my life, he’s the reason I am where I am today as his presence into this world made me a responsible individual.”
I got out of hand and starting moving with the wrong set of friends, got pregnant at age 11 (primary 5)and then my whole world crumbled. The harsh reality of life began to unfold as I had to drop out of school, I couldn’t sit for my First School Leaving Certificate Examination(FSLC).
People in my neighbourhood made mockery of me my dad couldn’t bare it, so he sent me out of the house and I had to go to the village to live with my grandma. In order to survive and fend for myself (as grandma isn’t working) I had to summon courage and face my own devil, I knew I was the cause of my predicaments and didn’t put the blame on my mum or anyone.
I started street hawking selling all sorts ranging from tapioca (kpokpo garri), roasted pork meat, roasted maggots, Madiga bread, sachet water etc. Few months later I had my baby,saved some cash (through hawking) which I used to re-enroll for my FSLC, I passed with a “merit”.
Still in the street hawking business, I saw myself through secondary school, I was determined to show my folks that I truly regretted my actions and is now a serious child. Enrolled for WAEC cleared all my papers likewise my JAMB and then gained admission into the university.
When my dad saw how focused I had become, they took my child and I back, sent me off to the university and took care of my baby. To cut the long story short, I’m now a M.ed holder from the University of Lagos State Akoka, a successful teacher and happily married by His grace.
My son is currently a 200-Level Law student. Strangers thinks he’s my younger brother because the age gap between us is so close. My son is my life, he’s the reason I am where I am today as his presence into this world made me a responsible individual.”