December to Remember 1

I know it's not the Valentine Season but permit me to share my story with you. Feel free to share it on your blog, it's fine with me. 

Normally, I categorize people into categories or strata. Those born with the silver, golden or diamond spoons are at the top while those born with plastic, wooden or even damaged cracked spoons are below them. These are followed by those born with no spoons who occupy the lowest strata and that was where I found myself the moment my cognitive sense became developed. Since no one is given the luxury of choosing their parents or the family they should  be born into, I concluded that growing up in an orphanage was something that gets thrusted on you because your opinion didn't count at the time of creation and birth. 

The moment I resumed school and started mingling with the society, I became aware of the reality that I was different from other children. This kicked in the initial confusion followed by questions, explanations and acceptance of life's realities. Somehow with the aging process, I got used to the extremely "large family" ties within the orphanage and the fact that although we were not blood relations, I was not alone in the struggle for survival. 

This story is not about my tough life, rather it's about the December experience that changed my life.

After years of struggling with life's challenges, I successfully graduated from a government university. After my the NYSC passing out parade and certificate collection, whether by providence or due to my face which could be classified as beautiful in today's society,  I was retained by the company I worked with during the program. I was ecstatic but as usual my joy was short lived. The company  had to downsize and some of us were let go. Losing a job after enjoying allowee for a year especially when I had nobody to ask for assistance was a big blow but I was not deterred and a month after the tragedy luck smiled on me and I got another job at a hospitality company. 

Hospitality was never a dream job of mine and definitely not my field but the meagre salary was better than my jobless situation.  The challenge of figuring out which department I was suitable for was solved when I was eventually deployed to the food and beverage section. Sincerely, it was my first time working with a hospitality company so I was lost for almost a month despite the trainings. I made several mistakes but I was born for tough cases so, before long, I became well grounded in the daily routines. Within months I was made an assistant to the assistant manager and my life started swinging from being stable to being chaotic until that day in December 2021...

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