Know-It-All

For a fifteen-year-old, life is fun; this is the time to dream, speak, and bring the life you desire into existence, and this is what I always believed. What blows my mind, however, is how it is possible that my parents, who taught me this same principle, could only dream of a 3-bedroom house with a seating room, one bathroom and toilet, a porch, and a balcony. What happened to dream big? What happened to mansions with luxurious decorations, a pool, big garages, tennis and basketball courts, luxury cars, and all those fancy things we see in movies? What prevented them from dreaming big? Did they even dream at all? This is probably God’s way of showing them mercy for refusing to dream big. God must have just said, “manage this 3-bedroom since you decided not to follow the principle of dreaming big”. Hmm…. Thank God for mercy. Sometimes, I wish I could ask Paapa these questions. Why can’t he and Maame dream bigger than what we currently have? But anytime I try, I see flashes of the beatings that my questioning will unlock, and decide not to, maybe when I grow up, I can ask them. For now, I will just do as teacher Olivia says, create my future with my thinking, words, and actions, because only I am responsible for how my life plays out.

Just last week, I graduated from JHS. It is exciting, this means I will be getting into SHS soon, and after that, University, right after that, I will start working, become a corporate girlie, buy a house and car, save up to get a bigger house and more cars, meet nice charming young man who will be madly in love with me, very rich too and then we will get married, have cute children and live rich and happily ever after. Now THAT is how to create with your mind and words. I will not live like my parents, that’s certain.