My Face-to-face Encounter With ‘Poverty’ And His 4 Kids (Photographs)


Being the Director of Communications at Serving to Extraordinary Lives, HOL Basis is difficult. Each day of your life, you’re feeling the fuel left in your tank would dry up after which your race will finish earlier than the end line. Each day is a battle to place no less than brief smiles on the faces of individuals, who hope for motive to precise real happiness. The most important or funniest jokes by the very best clown or comedians on the town cannot transfer them as their pains are greater than all of them.

It’s straightforward to learn in regards to the spate of poverty in Nigeria and Africa on the pages of newspapers or journals. It’s more durable to get a full image of poverty and stand to have a look at it in actuality. You not solely combat to carry your tears, you additionally combat for the energy to face in your ft. 89 million Nigerians reside in excessive poverty in Nigeria regardless of the yardstick for the measurement of poverty is being under spending $2 (N684) on meals per day. The figures are easy to look previous as a headline, however it’s a completely different ball recreation while you see the folks dwelling in excessive poverty bodily in addition to listening to their tales. I want the folks might be granted free passage into heaven on judgement as a result of the planet earth has been hell for them.

I’ll always remember the 27th of June, 2020. It was the day I noticed the picture of poverty and imagine me, poverty is ugly and scary. My Managing Director had contacted me to arrange for a daily discipline train which entailed sharing of aid supplies amongst residents of susceptible communities. It was a tough resolution to make contemplating the menace of the coronavirus pandemic, which had ruined companies and plundered the monetary assets of many. For the primary time, I felt it was over for the inspiration. I noticed myself becoming a member of the susceptible folks we swore to deliver succour and hope to. The director wasn’t going to let Covid-19 deter him from a trigger he has devoted his life to. He gathered funds right here and there and even went so far as borrowing, to buy meals supplies for the susceptible folks, whose situations have been made worse by the infectious and lethal illness.

We arrived at one of many shanties on the Agbado Ijaiye space of Lagos State to share aid supplies. We had organized parts of rice, beans, noodles, vegetable oil and others in sizeable portions for a focused part of the inhabitants dwelling there. They have been glad to see us. Most of them lamented the failure of the federal government to share its extremely publicized Covid-19 palliatives amongst them. They argued that they want them probably the most in Nigeria. We pacified them with soothing phrases and very quickly, the grins on their faces nearly overpowered the rays of the solar. It was a ravishing sight.

Our aid supplies weren’t sufficient as information unfold round city that we have been round and the variety of folks on the bottom stored doubling. We quickly took our depart and promised to return at a future date. We felt fulfilled to a big extent as we journeyed again to our numerous houses. Then the rain started to fall; as Africans, we regarded this as showers of blessings. We assumed that Windfall was proud of our efforts and was making an attempt to half us on the backs. The enterprise of the day appeared accomplished and dusted however that wasn’t all, one thing that may mark the start of one other landmark story was growing.

As we negotiated excruciatingly with the potholes across the Agbado-Ijaiye axis, we noticed a middle-aged man who was physically-challenged. He was solely shifting round with a makeshift wood wheeler. It was fairly small and low. It’s generally utilized by crippled beggars. He sat on it and used a pair of toilet slippers worn on his palms to maneuver it round. In all places was flooded. The automobile we got here in was already crying for assist because the unhealthy roads had the very best of it. This man was navigating across the potholes by the roadside energetically. A few of the potholes at instances appeared as in the event that they have been going to take his life.

The director was moved as he stared at him from the automotive. He ordered that the automotive must be parked and he approached the person. For as soon as, I felt he had needed to heal him like Jesus Christ as he alighted from the automobile and gazed at him. When he bought shut, he bent and mentioned ‘Please gentleman, what’s your identify?’

He struggled to reply as he may barely converse the English language. From his intonation, it was clear that he was Hausa. One of many employees who understood the language completely interjected and communicated with him. It was then that he gave his identify as Ayuba. The center-aged man whose appears to be like inform the gory tales and depraved challenges of life revealed he begs for a dwelling. The boss ransacked the automobile for some palliatives. Fortunately, we discovered some. He additionally handed some money presents to him. He defined he’s a married father of 4. His spouse is crippled too. All of us deserted our journey briefly and adopted Ayuba to his house. Ayuba’s life was a real picture of poverty. His first baby was about 10 years outdated. All of them have by no means seen the 4 partitions of a college. They weren’t solely malnourished with their our bodies coated by tattered garments, in addition they had no future to financial institution on. Tears flowed down on the cheeks of everyone as Ayuba narrated what it takes to place the most affordable meal on the household desk on daily basis. If the tears weren’t managed, the approaching flood round his home may have been mounted by the gathering of tears from our eyes. One may solely peep via Ayuba’s home with worry. It was darkish and appeared like a dungeon from which the following pandemic may emerge. The door was so low and small {that a} fats animal may be discouraged from coming into.

“I need my youngsters to go to high school. I need a greater future for them. I do not need them to finish up like me. Life is tough, life is simply too exhausting” he mentioned with the tears been seamlessly unleashed.

“I am unable to afford a wheelchair. It’s so tough for my spouse and that i to maneuver round in the course of the wet season. I am unable to depend the variety of instances I’ve fallen into deep gutters. Going out is a danger. I really feel I may die anytime however the well-being of my household means so much to me. I simply should exit and make one thing regardless of how little” he added.

The boss appeared up and signalled to everyone that it was time to depart. Ayuba appeared on the aid supplies once more and thanked us. He wished we may keep longer and eat together with his household however we respectfully declined.

For the primary time in a really very long time, the boss was quiet all via the journey house. All of us knew he was touched by the story of Ayuba. We have been all moved too. After I bought to the junction of my avenue, the automotive parked and I got here down with my bag containing my private results. The boss checked out me and mentioned, Ayuba is our new mission now. He’s a part of our household. His youngsters are our duty and we’ve to make the solar shine on that house. I nodded my head in acceptance. Waved him goodbye and left for my house. I used to be troubled all night time and stressed as a result of day’s expertise.

HOL Basis has struggled to unravel the structural challenges of Ayuba however we’re very hopeful and can always remember him. The boss ordered the logistics group to dispatch some aid supplies to his house not too long ago. Life appears the identical for Ayuba however we’re very positive issues will quickly take a U-turn in his life as we proceed to assemble the wanted assets to make the promised change.


George Osayimwen is the Director of Communications at HOL Basis; he may be reached on [email protected]

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