My sincere appreciation goes to Almighty God for this golden opportunity to be in this noble platform. Also, I appreciate @ckole, For his word of encouragement and guidance as a member in other for me to join Hive and share my story so far in life. I'm very happy to be in this noble community,
Here is brief information about me
My names are Daodu Okiki Oluwadamilare born and grew up in southwest Nigeria, I so much love my country but our leader fails to generalize the profit of all that God gave our nation to survive but instead they personalized it as their property which makes the system of my country not to function well as expected, part of the natural resources area, mineral resources which is rich on itself and also good farmland for both crop plantation and animals rearing and so on.
I cannot leave my information without talking about my education experience, anytime I remember my experience during my ordinary national diploma and higher national diploma it makes me feel somehow because I live as a guy with no direction, my course of study is computer engineering I choose this course based on the fact that my favorite school denied me due to lack of adequate information and my favorite course is animals husbandry but when I noticed that it would be a waste of time to continue pursuing that course, I changed my area of concentration and studied computer Engineering at Osun state polytechnics, Iree.
But all my years, after graduating, farming has been my life compared to what I've done with the knowledge of computer Engineering I read in School. So now, farming is my life and my life is farming.
Can I chip in a brief story I can never forget?
It all happened when I was in school.
I can't forget one of my bitter experiences during my ordinary national diploma. on that fateful day, I'm seriously hungry with the mind that I would use the last #10 with me to buy something to drink garri. On my way going I decided to check on one of my scripture Union ( S.U) friends. On getting there she was very happy to see me because I seldom visit her.
Fortunately, I met her cooking and she said I must keep her company for a long time before leaving. I didn't consent to it, but she was adamant. She said if I can't wait as expected of her, that I should allow her to finish cooking so that she can see me off and I agree. But unknowingly to me, she had her plan.
So when she finished cooking she put food on the table as if she's the one that wanted to eat. She now left the room and took permission that she wanted to collect something in the next room. The moment she left the room, she lock the door from outside and told me to call her when I finish eating. I said I'm okay that I'm not eating but within me, was seriously hungry.
I continued begging her to open the door that I'm not eating but she ignored. Lastly, God answered my secret prayer. I ate the food though I pretended as if she was forcing me but within me, I was very thankful and my heart prayed for her. She doesn't know the Kind of help she rendered then but me that was in the shoe knows it and I can't forget it, to be sincere the food was delicious.
Why I tagged the story as a bitter experience is because I've lived w
ithout food in school several times. I was grateful to God and the Girl but anytime I remember that day, I feel like.............. God, this life is full of different stories. But I later realized that the only Good and best story we can ever tell is sleeping and waking every day. When there's life, theres hope. Thanks to my lovely family for there endurance .....
Happy to join the community. Thank you
