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The Holy Spirit gives us the capacity to love people. The family is the place where the average person should experience love for the first time. Get so much of it, they have enough to share with the community. — Sam Adeyemi.
I grew up a spoilt child. I can’t even deny it.
Maybe that’s why I am very passionate about a lotta things.
But it’s not my fault, I was a cute child. (You didn’t see that coming — *tongue out*).
I was fed every second, every minute and every day with one thing…LOVE.
I experienced it on so many levels, It was clear that the only way to this life was through LOVE.
Growing up as the first child, you had all the attention in the early years and you rode it and lived in the moments…BLISS. Like every Nigerian child, as you grow up, life begins to humble you.
Sibling rivalry becomes a thing. Sibling fighting becomes a thing. Sibling beauty drifts away from you. The rivalry is about the most interesting of all.
Small growth, you guys are now shoulder to shoulder, suddenly they can do everything you can. They suddenly want to be the undisputed king.
As a guy, it usually comes in sports. Could either be football, basketball…it could be anything.
I had the most fascinating experiences. My brother and I have been chasing each other for as long as we can remember. From the faster sprinter to the better footballer and even to the more brilliant child. With no element of pride, I can say categorically I won the battle however I lost the war.
How?
I was a better footballer. No doubt. I mean, I knew how to put the ball in the net — with finesse. My talent na follow come. My brother on the other hand was the proper holding midfielder. He knew how to protect the defence properly, he would’ve given Kante a run for his money. — That was the only thing I won.
A few things I don’t like about my siblings.
Going to school was easy at first, then it now became a problem. I had to read 5/6 hours to get the point. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
(Hey! Stop it. I am not a slow learner.)
They could pick up a book, do 2 hours and they’re done. And trust me, they know it.
Them know book. No be shere shere! KAI!!!
One time, I remember teaching my sister economics 2 days before jamb. She had a few things mixed up and as the Professor that I am, I decided to pass on some wisdom to her. No jokes, it was 2 days before the exam — 48 hours.
I scored 250 in jamb. Let’s just say, my score was way lower than hers.
In all things, give thanks. — 1 Thess 5:18.
The most painful one has to be sibling beauty!
My mother didn’t give birth to ugly children. That is a fact.
I believed I was going to be the face of the family for years. God had other plans — No CAP.
I tried to keep an Afro one year like that. Didn’t cut my hair for 6 months, let’s just say my brothers’ beards was a lot more than what was on my head!
I haven’t seen too many miracles first-hand in this life, if their glow up miracle was a movie title, it will be “Fast and Furious” — the whole 9 parts!
It really would be witchcraft for me to hate them because they have glowed up!
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So…
Over the years, I’ve come to realise that everything about me is a reflection of who my siblings are.
My brother is very organised. From the way he folds his clothes, to the way he lays his bed, even to the way he arranges his kitchen. Yes, it can be very annoying. Visiting him is a struggle. Not cos he lives far away (on the other end of the state), however, he is very just particular about the way he does his things.
How did I forget to mention…he can also throw it down in the kitchen. The last time I went visiting, a few months ago, (I guess he was in a really good mood), I was there for 3 nights. Every meal was a hit — ( and the people of God wee say) — back to BACK!
It was always the main course and side abi dessert. I think I added like 5kg within that time.
On the other hand, my sister’s more like the 3 women in the sitcom “Friends”.
Don’t get me wrong, I mean this in the best possible way. Somedays she can really be weird (Phoebe), wake up at 2:30 am craving Milo. Other times, she’s all over the place in her feelings (Rachel) looking for what isn’t lost, acting like The Lakers are the best team in the world; and finally, the “Hard Geh” (Monica) part that always never works for her. She is and will always be a big baby.
Arguably, the most intelligent woman in this world. Her love for funny awkward games will forever be a mystery to me — Badminton. Like who plays that? My sister.
Now let’s get mushy a little bit.
Their separate lifestyles has always been a never-ending learning process for me. There are no limits to them. They either go hard or they don’t! I’ve experienced them do things for me just because…
A lot of times, I’ve wanted to throw in the towel, their love always keeps me going. I have done a lot of stupid things in this life (please, I just had to experiment at some point) and I’m grateful that my landing pad has always been my siblings.
They will never know how I ADORE them. I look at them and they are the sunshine on rainy days. They are the breath of fresh air on gloomy days.
So if you’re the person who has developed the capacity to love, I’m telling you, you will be a blessing to other people. — Sam Adeyemi.
I’m beyond lucky to have been gifted with the siblings I have; it will be difficult to share the number of smiles, laughs, thoughts and tears that we have shared. I’m grateful to God for them.
So when you love someone, what do you do? You value them to the point of being willing to make sacrifices for them — Sam Adeyemi.
My siblings — the first angels I ever met.
And that is the end of my mushy time, lemme wear my ‘hard guy’ jacket back abeg…
