Where was I? short sightedness right..right..here is a
litmus test..infact it is my theory..that most of us..live one day at a time
right..? ok..that might be a bit short sighted..how about…a year at a time…how
about..4 years at a time…ok..no more for you..I believe most people live 4
years at a time at most ..until it is almost too late..check this
In the 6th grade you are doing everything you can
to get to 7th grade/j.s.s 1/middle school..in jss 3 you are doing
everything you can to get to your top school/at least ss.1…in ss.3 you are
trying to get into university/the most prestigious university you can get
into..at the end of university you think oh crap..i need a good place to do
national service..i hope it is in accra..towards the end of national service..i
hope I get a good paying job..i hope it
is in mining/banking/telecom or oil oil oil..need that Arab money baby…
Then I get the job..hope it PAYS well..2/3 years down the
line I am getting steady income…used to honeysuckle happy hour..wasted on Friday
nights because Monday to Friday 2pm is so stressful..sleep in on Saturdays/go
to wedding/outdooring/funeral/watch football all day on Saturday…Sunday morning
church…Sunday afternoon beach..repeat
By this time you are approaching 30 and if you are where I
am from..they are all asking when are you getting married..fast forward 2/3
years you might get married..find an apartment..1/2 years later..get a kid..you
are in your early 30s..married..with a kid..driving some kinda car..and then
one day..
You think..i dislike my job…I want to do something
else..like sell chickens..you pause..matrix style and look around..at your
wife..with a bun in the oven …and your kid that took your head size and is
looking to grow into his body..and your mom hands on waist..foot tapping dad…in
a newspaper boy hat..saying YOLO(ya right)
Chickens…you want to sell chickens…hmm..since when..?
always? Why? They fascinate me…ever since I heard the ‘why did the chicken
cross the road’ joke..well that’s…cute,,
Chickens…ok this is getting long…but the issue is we live
and think forward...instead of thinking backwards..and living forward,,what do
I mean?
Let me go back to my cousin who I know doesn’t give a shi@
about his education now …you know why? Because we asked him, ‘what do you want
to be when you grow up,’ instead of ‘what do you want to be remembered for?’
What do you want to be..puts you in a box..from the get…but
what do you want to be remembered for ..gets you thinking ..legacy…
Blame it on the age, Lord knows at 17 ..without a care in
the world besides the cute new girl and how many 3 pointers I can make in a row…or
who is going to the get the next Iverson’s(because I am from that era)…I cannot
even comprehend the gravity of the question ‘what do you want to be remembered
for?’
But maybe..just maybe
It might change my thinking, and then my actions..it might
not..regardless..whoever would have asked me would have planted a seed in me potentially more fertile than the proverbial,’what
do you want to be when you grow up’
Maybe it would have made me think about what people would
say about me at 62…instead of 26..maybe the question would condition my mind to believe that this ad math test could help
me run my future empire..instead of just getting me to the next grade..
Hmm…I don’t like this short sightedness…God grant us a
destiny so compelling it kicks the immaturity out of me..and turns us into the
people we are supposed to be..not the people we are going to be.
now that's a question i never really thought about... What do I want to be remembered for??
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Keep 'em coming. "If you would not be forgotten as soon as you're dead either write things worth reading or do things worth writing about..." Benjamin Franklin #LegacyLiving
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