Live Moderately

An inspiringang motivating story of courage and perseveranceto live life to the fullest with so little given to you.

Today Thursday 04/21/22. The morning began normallywhich is strange. Usually the day would start with an excruciating pain in the abdomen due to  the aneurysm acting up in the stomach and i have to struggle for my pills (4 different types of pain relievers) and a traquilizer. Then I would have to wait about half an  hour before the pain would start easing off. Everyday for the past two years this has been more or less my routine.Have I ever thought about ending it quickly and getting over with it. Approximately 2000 dollars worth of pain killers spent every month just to gain some relief from the severe and chronic pain that occurs on a daily basis.The anxiolytics is a combination of diazepam and alprazolam more popularly known as xanax just to prevent my moods from spiralling downward into a violent vortex sparked off by the pain. I am aware of the number of quacks offering 100% guaranteed relief within a week if I sign up  with them. I have been sucker punched in the past so often than I care to admit. There is nothing more daunting than having to put up with a spychological ailment and then followed up by a bona fide physical ailment that is equally debilitating. I am no academic genius just scraping through my high school diploma, if I had failed it I would have found myself unemployable. The employment market is saturated with graduates with top marks that any employer would be proud to have in their ranks. I wasn't always like that, all this started one by one in 1967 when I was 14 years old just about a month before Christmas.I remember that day quite clearly, it was the starting of the school year end holidays. I recollect sittting at the front porch door going through the new text books which I had purchased from the school bookshop. I loved studying and I loved books even more but my calling was not academically inclined. I struggled through my 13 years of school life  but nonetheless, I loved school life, its  teachers, students, but I came short pedagogically. My  teachers were astute enough to know that I loved studying but I would never make it into Harvard or oxford. Because of this paradoxical situation, my teachers, elders and older relatives took it into their hands to give me extra tuition whenever they could afford to.Finally the "Big" examinations came and i surprised many by getting through it, at least I had something to show for it and I was happy. Those who did well were allowed to dress up in their traditional costumes but those like us who scored marginal marks were allowed to dress marginally......the likes of Vidal Sassoon were banned from us.

The above clip was about the American Civil War fought between the Union North and the Southern Confederacy. Many of the confederate soldiers were local farmers from the south while the majority of the north union's soldiers were brought across the Atlantic ocean in ships from the European continent. Man for man the south's confederate soldiers were of much tougher stock and quality.

The meeting between Billy Graham and Winston Churchill at 10 Downing Street.