For some of us who weren’t born with a silver spoon, Or lost the silver spoon Along the line, any little milestone achieved looks like a big accomplishment and we will not stop celebrating it. I don’t care if it looks small or you think it’s a normal thing, but since it’s not normal to me I’m going to be happy and be proud of myself.
I've always been the type of person who treats people with kindness. The grown-up children of some neighbours on my street know this very well. Whenever we crossed paths, I greeted them warmly, cracked jokes, and sometimes even helped out when I could.
i I never saw any reason to be unfriendly. To me, kindness is free, and showing people respect is simply the right thing to do.
But over time, I started noticing a pattern.
A few of these grown women seemed to have developed a habit of appearing whenever I was passing by. Almost like clockwork, they would be standing in front of their gate or somewhere close by. The greetings would be extra cheerful, the smiles a little too wide, and the conversation would somehow find its way toward money.
What made it even more interesting was that their mother would often be nearby, watching everything unfold. Sometimes she would be seated outside, other times standing by the gate, quietly observing.
The whole thing became so predictable that it almost felt like she had sent them on a mission before I arrived.
Of course, nobody said it outright. But when the same thing keeps happening repeatedly, you can't help but notice.
The funny part is that they thought I was unaware of what was going on. They probably assumed I was too nice to figure it out. The truth is, I saw everything. I simply chose not to react.
Yesterday, after church, I was walking home as usual when I spotted two of them standing at their regular position. Not too far away, their mother was also around, keeping an eye on the street as usual.
As soon as they saw me approaching, the performance began.
"Good afternoon!"
"How are you doing?"
"Long time!"
The smiles were bright. The famzing was in full force. Anyone watching would have thought they genuinely missed me.
But by then, I already knew the script.
Before either of them could get to the main point, I smiled and said, "I don't have money."
The result was instant.
The excitement disappeared. The conversation lost its purpose. The smiles faded.
Within moments, both of them quietly disappeared as if someone had switched off the power supply.
I continued my walk home trying not to laugh.
That moment reminded me of an important lesson in life: the nicest people are often the ones others try to take advantage of. Some people see kindness and mistake it for weakness.
They see generosity and assume it comes with endless resources. They become so comfortable receiving that they start expecting.
But kindness should never mean allowing yourself to be used.
Learning to say "No" is one of the most valuable skills a person can develop. Not every request deserves a yes.
Not every expectation should become your responsibility. And not every person who approaches you is approaching for the right reasons.
The truth is simple: everyone will be alright.
The world will keep turning. People will find other ways to solve their problems. Your responsibility is not to fund every request that comes your way.
Be kind. Be respectful. Be compassionate. But also have boundaries. Because the moment you learn to say "No" without guilt, you begin to discover who truly values you and who only values what they can get from you.
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Sunday reminds us that God is still in control and His mercies are new every morning. No matter how last week went, trust Him and move forward in faith.
Keep praying, keep believing, and stand on His promises. God’s timing is perfect, and your breakthrough will come.
Walk by faith, not by sight.
Happy Sunday. Stay blessed.
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