HIDDEN MOMENTS - Romeo Fredson (new ebook reader .txt) 📗
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But we did love each other’s company and respected each other so well. We might quarrel but it only last for a short period in a day and we were back together. I used to say, ’it would be difficult for boys not to talk to themselves when they are at a disagreement even when they`ve fought but unlike ladies it is very predominant among them, some far and even more. Well I went on with my normal life and fought the thoughts that would come up each day.
With the absence of the top notorious but funny friend, I decided to make a new friend someone to keep my company and to fill the hole that was left in my moments. Well who did I find? I guess after a week I became fond of no one in particular. I spent most of the time playing football with younger kids and my brothers. I became so attached to football than to chatting with anyone. I loved football so much that every day I called all the young children in the house; I mean the boys of cause. I coached them to play football and thought them all the rules of the game. Even I was not that perfect but I guess I did learn from what I was teaching them. Sooner than later I got myself in to learning the big deal in football. Sometimes one must expect nothing but the worse and other times it turns vice versa. I also faced problems with the kids, some really wants to do their best but it seems to them that they are not doing their best. I would only have to encourage them and tell them that it takes just time to know ones full ability and one cannot jump into winning a race when he or she has not fully prepared. Later I got my friend Jephthah to helping me. He saw what I was doing to make the kids happy and drawing them to love the game they play. Once, before I got this whole football thing in to being, my small brother Jeddy told me he wanted to be a footballer and I was very happy that he did mention something I loved to watch on TV. As at then I did not know how to play football but I did know the rules of the game. Every day I got up myself and tried to learn how to play. Sometimes after some time of training I would get him involved and it did make some good time on the pitch together. That I can say we made some smiling and tiring moments together. He picked everything I thought him very fast, he was such an excellent student as well as a good footballer.
I was not very surprised that he did quite was very good and every one praised him when they played together on the field aside other good players I trained. For my brother I thought him earlier than now so he was very familiar with every exercise I brought up to teach them he sometimes was my training assistant. Until the time I left the team he was their captain and Joe another terrific player in the team was his assistant. I had almost eighteen (18) players in the team. I named the team little stars. This was due to their structure and body size, yet they could play with the elderly like those between the ages of 15, 16…., and above.
When I wrote my B.E.C.E and was about leaving for Adenta, I could not stand that I would be missing them. But I did left the team in the hands another friend I knew could handle the team when I was away. I mean a put him in charge of the team as the new manager of the team. All these people helped me when I was handling the team with Jephthah. With the team I won many games in and out of the home. They impact in the lives of others by showing their great ability in the field of soccer and by playing fair. When I left for about a year and half I was updated on their successes and loses adhered. I only promised to buy them football and other training attires.
To this very day I am still the founder of “little stars academy” and I am very proud of that. It is an achievement in most of my achievements’ in this home. That aside, I have also found time to make watch the realities of life. I was always thinking of the time when I was told that someone had fallen for me. Hmmmm…… I can`t forget the times I spent my life being a reached boy at Nadat Memorial School. I did not know how to make my own amends when there need arises, all I had to do was rely on people to do it for me.
CHAPTER FOUR
I have been realizing a change in my life ever since the day I got to know that nothing in life works as it is we need to make our own difference in it. Fantasizing with the pleasures of this earth had being a part of me. I knew not of anything but I kept doing them because they seemed very pleasant and agitating. I made friends everywhere I went but never knew how to keep them. I joined in doing stubborn things like stealing bread from the kitchen, fighting, insulting, disobeying rules and regulations and not telling the truth. Once I nearly hurt a little girl when I was about 12 years old. The girl could probably be 8 or 9 year; I wasn`t sure of. But I could not proceed with my intentions, something pulled me back and that was the memory of my mother`s punishable fist.
When I was young I was told that if I should cross lines with a girl, she would obviously get pregnant and I would have to take care of the baby which I knew I couldn`t do. So this rang in my memories every time I was with a girl. But at school I learnt that a girl at adolescence or experiences her first menstrual cycle can get pregnant no matter the age and period that she experienced her menses. You see since I feared so much to be beaten by my mum or dad I did not ventured even kissing a girl; you know of cause that, that is not baby producing and I cannot be caught for any wrong of such act. Yet I kept my virginity to this day and I am very proud of that. Most of the times the friends I stayed with influenced me into doing such acts but since I know enough to be easily lured into saying yes, I always ignored their calling. I also did say NO to one of them a time ago. Now I can`t tell who can lure me into such act anymore because I am fully loaded with aspirations and plan B`s in my mind. I have a whole lot of parental advice and love in my mind. My parents always say to me Romeo do not make friends so they won`t destroy you and now I know why, some friends are just bustards, they have no better intentions for themselves so in their failures they force you to join and later in life make fun of you when you are not able to make that which you wished for to come in to being. Well aside my parents advice I know for myself that I am the first born of five other siblings of mine who are looking up to me, and so I have to lead a path worthy of the family name and mentorship they have in me. I can`t say that I don`t have a friend I do but I always transfigure the advice of my parents to be “Romeo make good friends that would lead you towards your goal.” Why did I do it or say turn the advice this ways? It is because even the Bible says it Genesis 1:18, then the Lord God said “it is not good that the man should be alone so I will make him a helper.” And that was when he formed Eve out of the ribs of Adam; so I thought myself to love and cherish only good friends. The question in this case is that how would I know I am making only good friends, there is a saying that goes like this “show me your friend and I would show my true character.” So people cannot keep pretending to be good for the rest of their life if they really do not possess good friendship ethics. For me, it was my challenge to find the best friends I need to help me through this life.
Sometimes when I sit and begin to think about my past the question I ask myself is that why did I not foresee certain salient things that happened to me when I could have known how to solve it, then I realize how childish I was. Now things have changed I’m almost very upright, the friends I make are of better influence than previous ones. They always keep my company.
The wonders of this world would sigh a word worthy of me. I now believe and trust in a Heavenly Father (God) and his son (Jesus Christ of Nazareth). My ways are been straightened as well as my life in Him. My soul rests very calmly like the flow of a meadow in a tributary. My eyes seem to see more than it should see. I have a strong power to convince the creatures of the earth. Everything could speak to me but not as in the terms of their language. I understood the difference between human beings and animals.
I loved to be occupied by nothing but the natural view of the trees in the compound. Tall trees that looked like the mahogany tree, a garden full of flowers reflecting their positive illusions in my mind. Any time I passed or seat close by it; I watched it, I smelled the communication among the leaves, I see the tiny insects relax on it, suck nectars and remote from one kind of flower to another.
All the flowers had a unique feature. The roses proclaimed their love, the sunflowers proclaimed their brightness, the unfailing lilies never neglected their heights, and I watched until I fell asleep or dozed off. Until when very soon the images faded out of my dream and erupted into a human being with a total different exhibits I have to learn and maybe this one would make my dreams a reality. This I can`t tell off except I spend a tremendous time with.
Time and time went by and I got to know her better, the way she was known by people was not the way she is actually. The only thing that no one knew about her was that she has not been able to receive the lovely care she had ever longed for. She has lost her mum and she really does not know how that happened, I guess she can`t forgive any of her relatives they left her in and orphanage to be taking care of. No one wants to have her around in the house. So she only spent her whole life being an orphan but right down from her childish livelihood she has made an impact in the life of many people. She loves kids and she is always making people laugh from their sad moods each day.
Personally I have learnt a lot from her; in this very chapter and the next I am sharing them.
Arabella is the charming young girl that erupted in my dreams the day I awoke from my nap.
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