Me, Myself and I (The Girl From Gombi)

Me myself and i The girl from Gombi

Chapter one MONEY

In life we wish for a lot,we have dreams and hope that everything we wish for will come exactly how we in visioned it.

My name is Kafi a young girl that is still dreaming and hoping for a better life,I was a girl born in adamawa state,but lived most of my childhood in Gombi local government,growing up was sweet and easy,I had my mum cook for me and my dad take me to school on his bike,I come back home eat and go to the farm,I never once taught life was different somewhere else until I tasted comparisons,my mums sisters(aka my Anti’s) and her husband and daughter came visiting from the city and that was when I saw life differently,my cousins appearance was different from mines,at first I didn’t put any taught to it until I also came to the city,to visit my grandparents and seeing how life there was different from how our life was in the village,I felt a little bit not among and it was kinda awkward for me.

Am sure my mum also felt something and knowing my mum,she decided to make us live in the city,few years later, my mum got a job in yola and we moved to yola aka the city,but everything in life comes with a price,my mum traded her time for money for us to have a better life,and that was how we became distant from her,we see her more on Saturdays and Sundays,because of how her job was time consuming,I don’t blame her, now that I am older I understand her,she never wanted her kids to be looked at as the village kids,and that’s why she made sure we had everything we wanted.

While growing up I still had my fantasies,I felt I was going to be rich,living a very comfortable life and having no worries,but like we alway say nobody knows tomorrow,and that was what happened to my fantasies,growing up I realized I was just day dreaming and reality came, the struggle began as I grew older the reality of a happy family started shading away and I finally understood the difference of being a child,and a teenager.

My mum felt adamawa was not good enough anymore and she aimed highly and we relocated to Abuja,and here I was the village girl from gombi is now in Abuja,there were differences a lot of it from adamawa and Abuja and I felt those differences again when I meet my extended family,they were different they spoke differently, and dressed differently too,and then I was like okay another change and beginning,I went to school and it was different the students were smart,and wild,and I felt not good enough.

But in a short period of time I made friends,amazing friends I still talk too, being better was my goal,and fulfilling my fantasies was

my other goal,I was getting better in school,but none of my fantasies came to pass,I didn’t see it as anything because I felt I still have time.

Gombi showed me a side of being naive and a child,Adamawa showed me a side of comparison,while Abuja showed me a side of reality check and struggle,you might be confused so let me clear it up for you.

While relocating to Abuja my mum resigned from her job,sold her car,and wanted to start a business in Abuja,my mum Also had her dreams and hope, some came to pass and some died and some was brushed under the carpet, the reality check for me was leaving a three bedroom flat in yola to living in a room and Palour in Abuja,being young I didn’t understand why and I thought Abuja aka the bigger city will be better than yola the small city,the other reality check was understanding my mum wasn’t paid every month anymore like before, remember I told u my mum wanted to start a business in Abuja,but first let me tell u why she left yola, my mum had her plans too and had businesses in yola but all didn’t work out my mum suffered a lot both spiritually and physically everything she laid her hands to do keep getting ruined thats was another reason we had to leave thinking it will be different in another city.

Now we are in Abuja with different hopes and dreams starting a business a masa and Akara joint business, I mean who doesn’t like masa and who doesn’t know akara in Nigeria,students will buy, parents will buy, young girls will buy, young boys will buy, everything looked perfect, and then my mum started selling, she made sells for the firsts few weeks,and things started going down again, the real struggle began, money is finish and nothing is coming in,we started living on a hand to mouth basis,I know my mum started having regrets of living yola and living her job, but she didn’t give up and started something new she went in Network marketing, she saw people making money and decided to join but one thing with network marketing is people don’t trust it and you have to keep bringing people before you make money, my mum gave up on this one because money was not coming in, so she decided to try another business and that was when she opened her own NGO called lean on me, why am saying my mums story in my own story that’s because I was with her all through this and saw it all.

One important thing I learnt from my mums life story is the term NEVER GIVE UP, if you want to know more about my mums story you can go get her book called(BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL).

Now let’s continue my story, I saw her go through all this and started understanding life, I understood that you could be okay today and not be okay tomorrow, I started understanding the struggles of life, finally I finished school I got my WAEC done and dusted, my mum and dad always wanted me to be a doctor, like every other African parent, but I had my eyes on another thing but I felt I should go do there’s first and then do mine later, so I went for pre-med in school, but lass lass I ran away because I couldn’t continue doing something I had no interest in so I finished my exams and left, I acme home and I told my mum I want to change course and I want to be a pilot, before opening my mouth I didn’t know how much it costed and being grown up now I could only imagine how my mum felt when I told her I wanted to be a pilot, the only thing she asked was is that what you really want and I said yes and she said God will do it, after few months my mum got a private institute in Ibadan called par avion to do my diploma in Avation I majored in being a cabin crew member, now height is a very important factor in Avation but I seemed not to care because there is alway a first to everything in life, now I know your curious about my height I am 5.1 feet yep am short lol, but that didn’t stop me from saying I wanted to be a pilot, after I was done with aviation school, I went for my degree and I had a degree in computer science, you must be wandering why didn’t I study medicine and I studied computer science so let me tell u why, I studied computer science because my grandpa advised me to have a degree first before I go for my pilot training, and that because he was a pilot too a presidential pilot at that( May he’s soul Rest In perfect peace) I took he’s advice and I went for it, now you must be saying life was going good for her, it did went good and it had it’s rough times because my mums NGO crashed and we Came back to zero, my mum has things in yola so we sold them all expect for the house she built in her fathers house, we really had nothing really but, all that was teaching us life, I know you must have heard the rich get richer and the poor gets poorer I felt that was our situation we couldn’t break even to get to the point of never being broke, like I said my mum never gives up so she sold her land and wanted to move to Canada, but that didn’t work out we still Dey Nigeria lol,my mum decided to move to Dubai and she did I was in school then and my siblings went to stay with our grandma, our mum has never been far from us for so long so she felt it and she planned on bringing us to her place, another excitement came on me I felt like that little girl from gombi is going to travel internationally o wow I felt we have achieved ooh.

Finally we got to Dubai and the first thing I heard was THIS IS DUBAI I was like wow is so so different from my country , we came home and another reality downed on me, things where not this same as it was in the internet is beautiful yes, but it had its ugly sides to,2020 was very ugly for everyone including us,the meaning of the word SUFFER was what we experienced,we suffered from March to June we suffered,we almost got homeless in Dubai no one to help and no one helped,that experienced made me realize That in this life when your going through something just act like if it was only u on earth to handle it,I watched my mum go into depression,anxiety and God Why me moments I saw her pains and tears and I swore never to be poor,no matter what I must be rich.

Little did Kafi know,we all say this but if u don’t understand the principle of money u will still be poor no matter how much you say it, praise God one of my Anti’s In Dubai got me a job and I was being paid based on commission when I started making sales I started writing what I will get with the money, poor man mentality as my mum would always say, she said look for something you income will enter and produce more money to you and I said okay, the first thing I thought was making money online so I decided to get my self a laptop, and I did the next thing on my list was a new phone to work with and then saving and investment, what a great plan I would say, but the job didn’t last long because Dubai banned Nigerians from coming in and that was my source of income, and I went from happy Kafi to getting depressed and angry Kafi, I started working on how to make money online I kept watching YouTube videos, day and night trying to do something that will give me money in Dubai online but I wasn’t getting anything worth my research,life in Dubai started getting crazy and tough.

Like I said before Gombi showed me a side of being naive and a child,Adamawa showed me a side of comparison,while Abuja showed me a side of reality check and struggle, now Dubai showed me a side of the reality of broken plans.

Now we moved to what we call decision making,one of the most difficult things to do in life because your future is at stake,we saw Dubai was not giving us the life we thought it would give and then we started thinking of relocating to another country maybe home we said and later said no,Nigeria was just bad to go back to that was our taught,we thought of going to Ghana or Cotonou or any other African country because they where better than Nigeria,after months of research and thinking we got another country that fitted our ideal Country type aka Canada and that was Georgia 🇬🇪 the country not the state Georgia,it had snow,low cost of feeding,nature and school so we decided to move there,with another hope and another dream

To be continue ……

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