my parent's rented apartment.
Out there, after a while in the year 1981, it dawned on me that I had
to look for a job to keep body and soul together as life was no longer
the same, there was no one to turn to. After so many searches on my
own, I eventually secured an employment with the National
Library as library assistant. In the second month of my work, I was
able to save N100 with UBA and it served as my saving grace
eventually at a later date with the help of God.
Securing a job was not an easy task at all, as I had to pass through
thick and thin, but thank God, I got the job at the National Library
eventually on a platter of gold. The employment came through an
unknown individual that just picked interest in me. That alone is a
long story. The LORD says: - Isaiah 45:2 “I will go before you and
will level the mountains; I will break down gates of bronze and cut
through barsofiron.”
There was this one that I got at Mobil as a Laboratory assistant
through one of my maternal uncle, and the person I was to work
with, who happened to be my uncle's friend and had just lost his
wife, said that my main qualification apart from my good School
Certificate result is to baby-sit after the day's work just because I
had lost my benefactor (my father). Apparently, I would have
become a slave in that house because I thought that, at least, the man
would have a brother or sister or at worst get a maid that would take
care of the children, but thank God I declined.
So many other things followed before God eventually found
National Library for me.
That same year, I was able to secure admission to Owo polytechnic
in Ondo State and the Federal Polytechnic, Ilaro in Ogun State to
read Electrical/Electronics Engineering at both schools.
returned that these problems started. Our landlady suddenly was
putting up a strange attitude towards us and started behaving
funny. She suddenly did not want to see us anymore.We sought to know what the problem was. Our discovery was
shocking; that we had been disturbing her because we were
Christians.Her daughter had been very close to us because of our own
daughter (our only child then). She was always coming around to
play with her for quite some time and will have to pray with us then
any night she is still around, before she will go back to their
apartment. We were staying on the same floor (the first floor).
They occupied the front part while we stayed at the back with the
other tenant. This lady had even started to accompany us to our
church on Sundays.The question the woman asked us when we approached her was
that “is it a crime to have Christians as tenants” and our reply was
“NO”. All our pleadings fell on deaf ears as the woman was
actually very desperate to eject us from her house. It got so worse
that she would not even want to see our daughter whom she had
once delighted in curdling. She had just returned home from an
outing one day when she told us that we might have to call in the
police to arrest her by the time she starts sleeping at our doorstep, if
we refused to pack out.We had already paid for a self-contain apartment that was
undergoing renovation and was yet to be completed. I had to
approach the landlord of the new apartment, when the day to move
in seems bleak, that our lives were being threatened and we would
not mind a room to at least store our belongings while we all find a
place to put our heads. God indeed heard our prayers. God says “I
will never leave, nor forsake you” – Heb. 13:5.