This afternoon I was speaking to a colleague I had just met and in the course of our conversation, I discovered we come from the state, same village and even have connected relations. I was really enjoying the conversation, I was laughing a lot and we got to know more about each other. As I was laughing and gisting, I was then reminded of how long I’ve missed conversations like this; you know the girl guy conversations. Girl meet guy, they connect, gist, laugh and take it from there.

Anyway, back to the matter, as we were talking he wanted me to do something for him, something in the line of my work and he asked me what percentage I would take and I said I won’t take anything. He then insisted and I said no, he then said he’s not giving me because of what he wants me to do for him but because I’m his sister.

The offer was really tempting, the thing is I need money, even God knows I need it, but there are things I wouldn’t do or didn’t think I would do in the quest to make money.

As we were still talking, his attention was called and he had to leave so our conversation was abruptly cut short. As I was walking back to my office, I was ruminating over our discussion and then it struck me, how poverty can make one do ANYTHING.

It’s easy to sit on a very high pedestal and judge ladies who sleep around just for the sake of money. If you have not seen or experienced poverty you wouldn’t know what it feels like. You just have to experience to understand how it feels to wake up in the morning and not have food, to not been able to provide for your family, what it feels to have your family depend on you for sustenance and you don’t have the means to take care of them.

Still ruminating over our discussion, I kept telling myself my children will not be poor. I would strive to be successful so they won’t ever have to face a situation where they would compromise because they don’t have resources.

If you have never faced poverty, lack or want; you are of all men most blessed. It’s easy to be a saint when you have, then when you are broke. In fact, I think it will be more difficult for a poor man to enter heaven than a man who is wealthy.

Poverty is one of the worst things that you can allow to have access to your life. Poverty diminishes you, rubs you of the true essence of who you are, it can make you do something you have never imagined doing, it would even belittle you and bring disrespect to you. Even the bible says “a poor man’s wisdom saved the city but he was despised because of his poverty” (paraphrased).

I kept asking myself, how do I make the type of money I want, the type of money my children would have, so they would never have a reason to be wayward.

I may be sounding vain right now, but today I realized what my cousin was trying to tell me months ago. We were having a conversation about ladies who sleep with men for money and I remember telling him that no matter the situation I’m in, I can never do that. My cousin told me that day that “it’s very easy for you to say you have parents who have been responsible for you”. He said there are some situations a lady would find herself and it would be difficult to do the right thing.

I am not saying ladies should sleep with men for money, no…that is wrong. But, for ladies who do; due to circumstances beyond their control, I finally feel their shoes. Though I believe in every situation there are a million other legitimate things that can be done to get out of poverty.

The truest measure of a person’s character is what they do when they are between the devil and the deep blue sea. True character is standing for what you believe in, staying true to your moral standards even if it means you will die for it.

I pray for every one of us, may we never have to compromise because we are looking for a means of survival.

Have a memorable weekend, y’all.

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