The other day, I got a free unsolicited lecture from Bolaji, one of the lawyers who claimed he had been observing me since I joined the organization. So he took it upon himself to give me a lecture on what he called “tilling the ground at all cost.” He did not want to know if I was in the mood to listen to him or not. As I drew closer to him, he commenced what became a twenty minutes talk. He actually first looked at me for some seconds before the lecture commenced. The subject matter was my work. He likened my current role to a farmer who had been thrown into a virgin farmland and was expected to clear the bush, till the ground, cultivate it and plant the seeds that had no guarantee that they would survive or do well. He told me that at this initial time, the best thing people will offer me is pity for those who have the heart to do so or more work from people who think it is my job. Liking me to the farmer and his farm again, he said that there is, however, one thing nobody can take away from me and that is the expertise and experience of tilling a virgin soil. I held my palms together, rubbing as hard as I could as I listen to his words. He didn’t mince words at all and those words moved me closer to tears. He encouraged me to hold tight the forte no matter what comes my way. He gave me a cheeky smile as he ended his talk.
I resumed “my farm work” like the man called it immediately after his speech. That short speech gave me a totally new perspective to my job. I’m a farmer, whether I like the tag or not. I made up my mind that I have to roll up my sleeves and give the farm the best of my ability. From today, I don’t care what I see in the farm, birds, animals or bad weather. I will take everything in my stride. I mean everything. After all, no farmer laughs during planting season.
Dear, events that unfolded later that day taught me never to underestimate how God works. I would have thrown in the towel if Barrister Bolaji didn’t talk to me that early that morning. I had finished cleaning the toilet and bathroom and was resting when my supervisor walked by. She wanted to know why I was sitting where she saw me. “I just finished washing the toilets and bathroom,” I answered. “That is not what I asked you.” “I am trying to rest a bit before I move on to the next assignment.” “You must be very stupid, will you stand up from there and continue with your duty!” I have never been told I was very stupid before in my life. I was really touched by her choice of words especially given the extra attention I paid to the toilets and bathroom that day. I did not understand why she hurried me all day until it was lunch time. My supervisor called me into her office for a brief. “My nanny didn’t come to work today, so you will go with the driver to pick my daughter from school and take her home. “I have already informed the school authority. I will call them again once you get there.” I listened very careful at the instruction and the voice that was barking it. There was no sympathy in it. What the lawyer said in the morning came to my mind immediately. He was right after all. I am a farmer; I don’t need to complain about the birds, the animals or the weather. I have to endure it knowing that there is a season for everything. Although I knew that this particular chore was totally out of place, I obeyed and did as instructed.
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