“Confessions of a reader.”
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My childhood was supposed to nurture a future professional footballer or one of the greatest scientists or maybe a great politician. This was all running in my head. The head of a young village boy, living in one of the deepest settlements in Africa. The mind of a boy completely buried in the smudged aspirations of absent jobs. I can say I was quite different from my peers. Most of my peers were always thinking about inheriting large chucks of land from their parents and plant great rice and maize plantations that would blossom like a tropical dawn. This would gain them enough pride to swagger around in our village like they had blisters in the armpits. So, how was I different, huh? I had a different vision. I had visions that a normal African would be like, “Hey boy, that’s beyond your reach! You and I know that it’s hardly possible.” I think they would almost be right. I thought about impossibilities; becoming a professional footballer, playing in one of the greatest leagues, Spain possibly, becoming a president who practices justice for all or a great priest who exercises exactly what God would wish done, (though it’s possible for a priest).
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