I attended my neighbour’s 50th birthday yesterday. She’s a widow with two children. Her husband died about 10 years ago, and she has been raising them with support from her family.
It wasn’t a big party, just a few old school mates attended the party.
But something happened that stayed with me.
During her vote of thanks, she mentioned my name. My heart skipped.
She said, “I also want to appreciate Mr. David. Every night he puts on his generator because of the erratic NEPA light, he gives us power. My daughter used that light to read for her JAMB.”
Then she added, “She scored 303. Now she can study Medicine and Surgery at UI.”
I was shocked.
A small act I didn’t think much of meant so much to someone else.
That moment, I made a quiet decision to keep doing good whenever I can.
Because sometimes, the little things are not little at all.