I think this is the second time I will be writing on this exact prompt, The first time I wrote about it was about two years ago when the person I am about talk about was just a friend with no other intentions, Two years after I am writing the same prompt on the same person but not as a friend but rather a partner. Who would have thought that all those experiences were forming p parts and bits of a love story. I just pray this love story ends forever. Anyway before I start getting sentimental, pardon me if you have heard this story for the 100th time, you will just be hearing it again for the 101th time and for me, I think I shared it last some weeks ago on another community though. Well, it’s always an interesting tale to tell so I won’t get tired of sharing it.
People say I am hard to please, well I don’t see it that way. I am someone who likes little things and appreciates little gestures rather than the big things people easily get swayed by. You could get me a PS5 and I would appreciate it normally. And you could ask me about my day in a very touching manner, andI will appreciate it more. This is not because I did not like the PS5, it’s just because these little things are something we don’t get very easily, especially as a guy. You could get me a car and I would appreciate it, But teach me something new and give me an opportunity to make money with what you have taught me and I will feel indebted to you.
So as you can see, I am an Act of Service kind of person, and it reflects in everything I do. And that was how I met my partner who was then just a friend to my friend's sister. It was in a church camp where I was serving as the teens president of my church. Although I wasn’t a teen myself, I loved being around them and thus I was made their president. During the first day of camping which was supposed to last three days, we needed to settle in and it was a lot of work because my church is scattered all over the state and we needed to settle down according to districts. I had to take on most of the responsibility alongside some teachers and since I wasn’t a teacher because I was too young to be one, I had to settle in with the teens.
By the time I had allocated rooms to everyone in my district and ensured they all settled down, I was so tired, it was so late, and I was so hungry. Sitting down with some of my friends I discovered they had all eaten and didn’t bother to get for me who was doing all the heavy lifting for them. I decided to ask my friend's sister to help me out trying to take advantage of the crush she had on me, but she ended up refusing. Surprisingly, this stranger I didn’t know who was sitting at her back eating her food, stood up and told me to help him hold her food while she went to get it for me. I didn’t take it to heart first until over an hour later when I sealed my fate to sleep hungry, I saw her coming with food sweating profusely.
I had even forgotten she went to get me food and that I was holding hers until she came to where I was sitting to tell me she had to get it from someone she knew in the kitchen but there was no meat if I could manage it. At that point, I nearly shed a tear because She could have given up immediately and from the way she was sweating and the time she took, I could only imagine the effort. I think the people that said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach had me in mind because she touched my heart with that little effort. And even though I saw all these teens as children then, I had great respect for her and still do.
THIS IS MY RESPONSE TO HIVE LEARNER'S PROMPT FOR WEEK 149 EPISODE 2
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