When uncle Bayo woke him up the next morning to prepare for school, kunle told him what happened.
Uncle was not bothered while kunle cried.
“i can’t figure out the reason for your tears now, if i told you before that you shouldn’t go, you would think i was being wicked, now you can see by yourself:
Anyway, i am relieved that i have more money to play around and enjoy myself.”
Throughout the day kunle cried and to him him he felt this was the greatest disappointment in his life as he has always hoped that after his primary education, he would go to secondary school after which he would be able to cater very well for as many people as he might wish without any trouble.
During this period, teachers in school often went to teacher training colleges after their secondary school education.
Kunle was greatly depressed and had no friend to help him out of this problem.
Staying at home for about a week doing nothing with little or nothing to eat and drink,
Uncle Bayo called him
“young boy, we cannot survive this way. Now that you are no more going to school, it’s better you find something profitable to do”
He suggested him learning tailor, carpenter and other various good alternatives.
At this time he was working at a building site not far from the village so kunle started following him.
He would fetch water for them,
Later he carried cement, blocks with the wheelbarrow, then cement bags.
Being a labourer on site, he woke up very early,
He would lament.
In faith he kept hoping on for years, hoping and praying for things to improve….
TO BE CONTINUED…..