One of the things that I cannot bear as a person is when someone who is in a favorable position to offer help to people turns them down each time they come to him/her for any kind of assistance. I can't tolerate man's inhumanity to man in any way and for any reason.
I am always irritated when I see people behave unkindly towards other people. Why would someone stash food items in their house but refuse to give them to another hungry person and instead prefer those items rather become contaminated than give them out? Or why would someone have money and not give it to another person who needs it desperately?
I remember a traumatic experience that I had many years back after I graduated from high school. My parents were averagely okay, at least. Even though they did not have enough money to send me to the university immediately after I finished high school, we had food that was enough for us and even the people around us.
As soon as I finished, the suggestion to go and live in the city with someone as a houseboy came from one of my aunties. The plan was that, no matter how meagre my salary would be, I should be able to keep some money aside so I could get the JAMB form and start processing my admission into the university.
When my mistress came to pick me up, she told my parents that they should not bother about my university education because she was capable enough to do that. She assured my parents that if they will be satisfied with my conduct, they would not hesitate to send me to the university. I was so happy that God had finally brought a saviour my way.
My experience at my mistress' house was far beyond what I had expected. Even though all the members of that household were extremely rich, having food that was more than enough to spare, I received the worst form of maltreatment from that family. The kind of maltreatment I never had from my parents who were not as wealthy as wealthy they were.
The funny aspect of this experience was that, despite their unkindness towards me, they were the most religious people I have ever seen in my life. Their devotion to reciting the rosary was out of this world.
She was a Catholic faithful who never missed any mass (you have to understand that at this point, I am not implying that all Catholics are as wicked as she was, no). But, come to think of it,of what use was all these prayers when she couldn't live a Christlike life?
It was so bad that each time she wanted to go out every morning, she would lock me out of the house without giving me any food to eat. Whenever she wanted to dish out soup for me, she would use her teeth and eat the flesh of the meat and leave only the bones for me in my food. I was literally treated like a dog. When the maltreatment went beyond what I was able to bear, I secretly ran away just to save my life.
Any time I remember this, I always make a pledge that I will never, at any point in my life maltreat people and deny them help when I have the capacity to help them.
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