Views:687 | By: Isaac This is my story, my life story, not a lovely one but its abit appealing to the ears.

Life seemed better, cool ,favouring and joyful when I was in highschool. These were the times when my dad could trust me with my school fees, and would always give me some of it to pay as he was so busy at work just for the stability of his family.
But how could he trust me to that extent whereas I was not trustable. I could always spend the money in pubs and with my "many women". I regret this. How I wish I knew this would haunt me later in life and I had to pay for all that pain I caused my father.
Life continued and highschool life was over, I did my exam and fortunately I passed with a good grade which could take me to a college of my choice if I wanted to as my dad's wish but that did not matter anything to me.
I was becoming heartless, careless, hopeless, and all I cared about was the useless life I wanted to live.
Life is harsh and nature is bad, when it has to deal with someone, its cruel. I started working in large scale farms of rice where I could work a whole day, carrying heavy stacks of hay for just to be paid three hundred shillings which I all spent in pubs just wasting my time, resources and my life in general. But unfortunately I could not realise that then.....
Anyway experience is the better teacher.
And having a mother figure in your life is the best teacher and feeling ever.
Courtesy of my mum's advices, encouragement, love, care, prayers and support, I changed to a better person in the society and my mum's pride..