Story On How My Childhood Was(19-1-2026)
Hello everyone my name is Purity Okon but my user name on steemit is @ purityy. I will start by saying that my childhood was fun and also tough, life was so soft I had everything I wanted at my beck and call I went to the best school, I and my elder sister with my mom we were living fine, everything changed the moment my dad past away,I lost my dad at a very tender age, I didn't know my left from right, my mom was still a young lady trying to figure out what life holds for, she just gave birth to us at a young age, my mom was confused on what to do, hearing that her husband who went out to work was dead, it was hard for her to take it in.
We had to travel back to our hometown for my dad's funeral, after the funeral my mom said we had to remain there in our hometown since she won't be able to afford house rent in the city, paying of bills, she suggested that my elder go with one of my dad's brother to the city while I remain with her in our hometown since I was still very young, we had to start a new life and adjust to the new environment, my mom had to registered me in a daycare so she could go her shop as a beautician, because she rented a shop, so everyday she will take me to day me to daycare, pay a teacher to look after me, when it evening she will come pick me from daycare to her shop, most times she will be in shop till late night making hairs, just to put food on the table and make me comfortable.
I didn't really bond with my mom when I was a child because she was always too busy for me, but I don't blame she was only doing her best so I won't suffer, because what belongs to father that was supposed to be ours was taken away from us by our daddy's sibling, we were given only one room to manage, and my mom was treated wrongly by all of them in the family,.she had to go back to her own mother's land to farm so we have what to eat and won't be buying everything from the market, even my elder sister that was taken by one of my uncle was been maltreated, but we keep pushing each day,when I was about four (4) years I start separating from my mom, going to one of my aunt's house to spend time with her, because she was like a mom to me and because there, there are children to mingle and play with but staying with my mom was boring, no fellow child to play or talk to, so I prefer staying with my aunt, and my mom forbid me from stepping out of the house.
it was time to start primary school I had to go back to my mom because she asked me to though I was not happy but I have to, I started school, the first day I was sad because I didn't want to, but as time goes I start enjoying going to school, but the mistake my mom did was not paying attention to me, to my need and not creating time to bond with me, I started associating with children I was not supposed to and I was influenced negatively, how I wish my mom paid a close attention to me she would have noticed that my behavior has changed, but the woman thought that money is everything, I started by collecting things from people, in school and even on street which was not supposed to be,.I later graduate to stealing from my mom, I became something else, I let my environment influenced me.
Albert Bandura was right when he said we are influenced by what we see and heard, that was what happened to me, at a point I see that my mom is not giving the kind of freedom I need so I run to my aunt's place, the fun part about me visiting my aunt's place is that every night when the moon is out all the children will gather and we will be told moonlight stories,it was always fun, before my mom caught to find out about my new exhibited behavior things had gone worst, but she so much dealt with me the day she found out about my behavior,my aunty too tried her to discipline me, that was when they begin to pay attention to me. I want to let parents know that money is not everything, attention is needed, thank God I was able to caution myself and now am better person, what about children that can't change because they are so used to it. Parents please try and do better.


Curated by: @ okere-blessing