A Life Changing Visit.

Greetings Everyone.

welcome to my blog and another wonderful edition of the hive learners featured post. Today I will be sharing a story about how my uncle's wife made me realize that dependency on extended families is the wrong thing to do, she changed my mindset completely.

I was born into a family not rich and not poor, we had trying times that put us down but we did not relent and we came through as one big family, some nights I watched my parents go to bed without eating while they let my siblings and I ate all that was left. I can't say if my siblings were observant as well or it was just me that noticed that.

We continued to put in all we could, we struggle to survive, we struggle to keep our heads afloat, I am proud of my parents for they never failed me as parents, they ensured I had what to eat even if it means them not eating, some days I am sent home from school because I haven't paid my school fees and this made my mom weep.

My parents believed in family stick together, whether extended family or just the nuclear family, as family it is expected that you look out for each other and make sure all is well with the other, my parents were the only ones looking out for the others while they never bothered to know how we were faring, my parents still squeezed out of the little they had and supported whoever called upon them.

I continued to believe what my parents taught until I visited my uncle's house in 2018, I accepted them as my family just as I was taught but on the contrary my uncle's wife saw me as a slave, my first two days in their house was fun at least I was allowed to take a walk and was given food at least twice a day, the story changed on third day.

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It was expected of me to do all the chores while their kids were kings and queens, I had no choice as I had to stay their much longer while I wait for my Post-Utme result so I can push through with my admission Process. I had to endure it all without letting my parents know what I was passing through in the hands of the people they call family, the situation got worst as I go a day or two without food but was still expected to do the chores.

After I left their house, I fell sick and was diagnosed with ulcer, what I suffered in their house killed that believe of family looking out for each other and I am really working hard to ensure my kids are given the best life, as I don't want them to suffer in the hands of anyone.

Thanks for reading my post.