My Story Untold// the story of my life // part one by adebayosefiu12
Introduction
Hello my fellow steemmians, how are you doing.
today I would love to share part of one of my fictional stories, I hope you are going to like it.
The story
My name is Charles Robinson and on this day 20/04/2017 I was graduating from one of the best Universities in the country with a first class honor in mechanical engineering.
.... On this day I urge all 2017 graduating student of Modibbo Adama University to have a positive mindset on the jod field, do your best and work hard with humility and honesty as implies by the motto of this institution. "Honesty and Humility the bedrock to success"
The voice of the vice Chancellor was met with resounding applause from graduating students as he gave these words of advice. They started such an uproar by tossing their hats in the air singing school is over
And there I was beaming with smiles and caught in the moment I exclaimed "School is finally over". Looking right over my shoulder I saw my girlfriend Jessy looking so gorgeous and with so much affection in her eyes, looking right into her eyes I said congratulations dear to which she replied smiling congratulations the only first class of our sets.
I walk up to my Dad where he was standing and he offered his own congratulations by saying am proud of you son and all you have to do is get a job and settled down, Peter my best friend who was joining us replied to that saying Getting a job won't be difficult after all he is the only first class degree holder the institution will be producing this year while giving me a friendly punch.
I was feeling on top of the world from their praise, though I still get the message but am confident that I will secure a job.
My situation
Months after the graduation, am still at my Father's house without a day job not even a part-time job. I was so devastated that I withdrew from all social activities that I used to enjoy, my slim, straight posture body is gradually losing it's structure, I lost my appetite and nothing seems to interest me again.
My friends that we graduated together that manage to secure fancy jobs and standard means of livelihood started distancing themselves and those that didn't I realized that I didn't fit into their cycle so I had to move.
Though I know I ought to be doing something but what can I do when I couldn't not secure a job after writhing over a thousand application to more than a hundred and fifty institute in span of 26 months.
Thinking about my life on one hot afternoon after my encounter with one of my courses mate back in university at a site where I was working as a labourer which happens to be his own makes me to realize that though have lost count of days after our graduation time have passed and those that are not better than me academically are actually out there making millions and millions of dollars. Infact lately have being considering entering the betting world as per my homies advice though have rejected the offer so many times already but recently things have changed.
My father
My father is always the affectionate type, he is always there to guide and advice even support you in those moments you least expect him too. But for a couple of months now he has being my number source of worry, he nags and complain at the slight opportunity at anything I does.
Though everybody in the house understand what the old man is going through, it just pains me the most because I am at the receiving end.
It all start when the CEO of the cement industry where he works fired him because the assistant manager embezzled some money and fled so him as the Manager have to take the responsibilities. The company house we used to stay was seized so we have to move to a rented apartment without any source of income, there I was his only son a first class graduate sitting around I could feel for my Dad. So not matter how much he nags I still love him will always do
Dad- the shorten form of Daddy and can be used in place of Father
Homies- one's childhood friends from same neighborhood