14 years of losing to others. Won everything, including Olympics and big ATP ones, but never a major. Kept fighting when perhaps he himself didn’t believe he could win a Major ever.
Fought the Big 3 and then more big players kept coming and passing him over. But he didn’t quit. The final match was an apt summery of his career. Except this time he crossed the line.
Only tears could express his emotions.
Sports is this ❤️
A big salute to @AlexZverev, champion of #RolandGarros
#VictoryBelongsToTheMostTenacious
My father passed away a few years ago and what Steve Harvey says here is SO TRUE
“When a man's father dies, he realizes that the one man who truly wanted him to be better than him is gone … When my daddy died, I didn't have nobody to say they was proud of me.”
Many Tanzanians want an international independent investigation into the killings.
Three weeks after the election, there are many families still searching for their loved ones
If you happen to know Prof. Henry Embeywa from Machakos University, please make sure that you show him this post.
Here is my story, ....
I joined Machakos University in 2014. The only time I ever managed to pay full school fees was in first year, first semester. After that, life became tough. Really tough.
By second semester, I was already struggling to raise fees. Those days, Machakos uni wasn’t a place where you’d easily be heard, especially if your problem was school fees. My mum was hustling hard, but things just weren’t adding up.
I would study through the semester, but when exams came, sometimes I’d hide and sneak in to do them ..... other times, I just couldn’t sit them. That’s how I ended up with missing marks from year one to year four.
By 2017, I couldn’t continue anymore. I dropped out in my final year, second semester. 💔 I’ve been out here hustling ever since, hoping one day I’d raise enough money to go back and finish. But the more the years passed, the harder life became and the more the dream to resume studies faded.
Then one day, I just decided : let me go back, even without money. I walked into the university hoping for mercy. But almost everyone I spoke to said the same thing:
“ Where have you been all these years? If you left because of fees, you must have cleared now, right?”
And just when I was about to give up again, I met Prof. Henry Embeywa. The Chairman of the department of school of education.
When I told him my story, he didn’t look at me with judgment. He listened, just like a father listening to his son who had lost his way.
This man gave me a second chance. 🙏🏽
He made phone calls to get me re-admitted. He helped me get work-study and even connected me to a bursary. There’s a day we sat together until around 1 a.m. just searching the archives for my missing marks and he wouldn’t rest until everything was sorted.
Now, this story is familiar to everyone who has interacted with Prof. Henry. It’s not just me. The God sent Prof. has helped so many students, especially those struggling financially. He doesn’t just teach, ... he understands, he feels, and he acts.
He is the definition of humility, patience, and compassion. 💙
To many of us who know him, he’s not just a professor. He is our father, a mentor, and a reason we didn’t give up.
May God bless you, Prof. Henry Embeywa. Machakos University is lucky to have you.
(Please keep my identity anonymous — I just wanted the world to know there are still good lecturers out here who truly care.) 🙏🏽
One thing I really respect about Djokovic is that he will always have a smile on his face even after losing and will never make excuses or be salty in interviews