My article myself definition
My article myself definition
July 22th 1990 the year I was born a Kenyan citizen in a third world war country in African .But one thing we should know is that
we don’t get to choose where we are born or who gives birth to us…It never matters which country you
were born in, all that matters is the kind of
family and environment I or you grew up in. Well my name is Rogers Otiato and this is my story.
It wasn’t
long till I finally saw my parents face plus my three other
siblings only to come to terms that I
was not alone that is when I was like 4
or 5 years old and that is when I learnt my family members names other than the
usual papa and mama… My three sibling’s
names were……..
Banis ,she is the eldest one …Flavia, she is the second
in the family …Aquinas he was the third
in the family and then me as the last but the least I Rogers. For my parents names are Roséline
and peter Otiato the most beautiful caring
heads of the family I have ever had in my entire life. It was the best
happiest moments In my life having such a family , my dad worked really hard that we didn’t have to luck
anything and we were so thankful and grateful for all he ever
did so as to our mom too. Growing up I
really loved sports to be precise basketball it was my sport …I used to look up
to Lebron James as my mentor in the game. Then it happened one day I had a
basketball in my hands from that day I never looked back to any kind of sport
again because I found refuge in this beautiful game that was when I was at
13yrs.
Through the years nothing went wrong , my entire life I
have never believed in any kind of the words (unfortunate happenings) till it
befall my family.
2008 the year it all started the year that ruin my inner
most untapped storage of my memories
…they all turned into these dark thick cloud
that I don’t know if it will ever disappear all because it made a huge mark..a mark that
I don’t think it will ever heal because
it’s like an open wound a wound that I
do go to sleep seeing it , feeling it , waking up to it and the circle never ends .My
dad was just on his daily work schedule ever smiling person loving and the most
caring dad I have ever had, then come the month that he become sick, August
,the month my dad made numerous trips to hospital for health checkup but despite
all these my dad was a strongest guy I ever new ,he still made it to work each
and every day.
Peter Otiato(my
dads full name) he wanted the best if
not the very best for us, at work people loved him so much
even the manager himself because he used
to tell us all about his work mates and how much he loves his work and how he
was going to be promoted to a new position (supervisor)that was the vacancy he
was about to fill after along dedication and hard work he had to put on his entire work life .
I can still remember his words vividly like he told us ……
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‘I started as a cleaner but I never felt jealous
or angry at what I was doing because I loved it a couple of years later I was pushed up the rank a
little bit to a waiter position but to
some period of time till my job come to an end but I never walked with my head
down why all because of you guys I have to keep it going for you my children
…..but it wouldn’t last a long time
before I had a new job but this time I wasn’t a
cleaner I was a waiter and till date am that waiter but our life is about to change”. That was my
dad. Well we did not understand at that time by what he meant by saying our life was about to change, but with time we
come to terms with those words, he was
to be promoted to a supervisor and that was a very big accomplishment to him
and to his entire family by say the entire family I mean my dad had two
wives and my mom was the second wife our
step family they were so many total
eight in number. with all this still my dad would push on but it all come heavier on him and he
had to stop and take care of his health …as all this unfolds he was staying
with my mom reason being he wanted to
stay close to his family ..Well my step mom was the one who had to go up
country and stay there and one to stay in city with my dad.
After a long battle of his illness it all come to a stop
(the year of election a lot of things happening at the time ...sirens ,gun shots ,screams I hated every
bit of it and we were right in the middle of it ) My dad never heard the
announcement of the president or saw the swearing in of the new president but
that was not a problem because one thing I loved about our dad is that he was
never into politics.. it was also the year
I passed my 8th grade and I was to join 9th grade because
he really wanted it for me I still have words in my mind about him wanting me to
go to university leave alone that he never saw me full filling
my first hurdle of joining high school and it really pained me a lot and a part
of me since that day was lost.
After my dad passed away it
really hit us hard but thanks to the lord we were able to over come all that
had happened to us although it took us some time to finally come to terms that
our dad was no longer with us ….that’s
where my mom was at her lowest but she kept on fighting for us her
children and we never let her down through all adversities one step a day and
we were back to being us and holding our dads memories at heart and move on.
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At last everything was back
to normal and everyone back to their daily routines..for it was o go ahead and
join high school and that’s what happened I was able to be a freshman at a community high school namely (Dandora High
School) in which at that time it was the most dangerous school at that time but
that never killed my studies and my dreams of what I wanted to be , that’s why
it’s very important that I had to graduate high school all because my two
sisters graduated high school and went
to college and had their papers to much it as well but my brother never
joined high school because my parents
thought he was not going to make it so they had to do something soon enough and
they did it by sending him to take up a mechanical course in which he did well
and enjoyed doing and that’s how my brothers feature looked up.
As all that was happening I
was having a different experience in high school too …most of the things I used
to hear from our parents most were true but some were exactly the opposite of
right cause they were the worst all, in high is where you choose what you want
to do or which kind of a person you want to be in the society after 4years
….there are three options to choose from (1-university 2-college 3- entrepreneur)
but they are not all actually there is
the last option they are normally (5) in total the last one has never been
talked about nor brought up and it is the most crucial and brutal to someone’s
life the option of being nobody in the society…which leads to unwanted
circumstances in once life that later are so painful and unforgettable.
Sophomore in high school
something happened that torn me apart from the inside so bad that I never
thought I would ever be myself again..it was my brother he was diagnosed with
meningitis an illness that never gave him much time on this earth , I had to
stop schooling for a couple of days to attended the burial. through all this it was so hard for my mom to take in
because a couple of years back we said
goodbye to our dad his husband now it is her son it never felt nice to her she
was at her lowest and it really pained me to see her in that situation and
since that day has never been the same and I do miss my mom so much…one thing I
should tell you is that with both most important people I lost in my life I
never cried in any of the funerals I
don’t know why but I hated saying goodbye to them but little did I know what it
do to me because after all that I was a change person both at heart and mind
plus it implicated something else in me that I never had silence I just could
not helpless around my family.
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My 4years suddenly come to a stop and I graduated
high school but there was another hurdle
in front of me and my dreams that was how I was going to make it to university
or college the feature seemed gloomy at site but my mom did not let it get on
my way she made it possible and after a
few years I was able to join college to study my much loved dream course
Information Technology and I did Diploma level , that was enough for me the rest now lies with me, my mom did what
she had to do so that I could have some papers and to prove myself , to my dad
, my brother that I did it I never stayed out of school because they had to
leave so early to the afterlife I never
wanted that to be an excuse to my life passed on to my kids, I want them to
know that I stayed in school despite what I went through growing up.
Years have passed , days
turned into nights , minutes into hours
and I still remember them till date .well all that come with a cost too and it
was a big one , it affected mom pretty much and it was the most damaging of all
..my mom at some point had to be hospitalized because she developed an illness
that made her act crazy and it never suncked in me that I will come to see my
mom so (depressed)so depressed that she did something that only someone not in
his/her on right mind would do and that is how I never recovered my joyful
,happy free minded mom ever she lost her smile that to me never went well till
date even as I am writing this article
but what happened can never be reversed by any human accept God .
Now a lot is going on a lot
that I can’t handle to a point that I have given up all because I don’t have a
family the only family I have is my girlfriend soon very soon to be my wife she
Is the point and the bridge of my still moving, leaving and breathing because
whenever I call and talk to her I just be me at that moment and when am with
her everything going on in my life is blocked out and its only me with her at
that moment all because she showed me the most important thing someone needs
and that was pure love 100%, I never believed in true love till she entered my
life and I do love her the someway just her no shades. In case you wanted to know her I can only give the
first name Winey.
One thing that was never
taken from me or lost touch of was my love for basketball that is what I still
fall back to no matter all my down low basketball also helps me to get back on
track when I feel am lost and my girl is no near or around to help me up.
Basketball is a very beautiful game in fact it’s a gentleman’s game why would I
say that because in this game especially
when you are a player and a damn good one you also become a very good player
off the basketball court too and a very good plus a bad one too. I love the
game and do play it very well and the package that comes it is sometimes good
but ugly in your love life cause you can loose a lot because of what you liked
and chanced but that’s it and it is a game of basketball.
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How I wish my family never
broke up emotionally that’s what is hurting me the most , yes physically they
are there but no one is smiling plus they are so distance from each other and
what else is there for me to do I have tried what I could possibly do or think
of to make them come together and fix things but every one has pride where does
that leave me I mean is not that am the holy one but I changed my character and
behavior for a reason but it looks like they never saw it or noticed
but still they painted me aside like some road side paint that no one
ever ask about nor cared to looked at it or stop and picked it up dust it and
hanged somewhere on his/her wall but I never
talked nor will I fade way. If only my dad and my brother would save their breath a
little longer I couldn’t had these distanced
memories in my life today all cause I just don’t know my family like I used to
know them it still hurts and I don’t think it will ever go away.
just read and tell me what you think of it before i put up another one cheeres
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