Looking back from where I stand now, I guess I was the most stupid boy growing up. Stupid and naive I must say.
Well, don’t blame me much. What’s a lad without naivety anyway? That’s supposed to be one of the characteristics right?
As a boy, I was always winning arguements, I always had an opinion, my opinion was often different from others and that scored me points from elders. My peers wouldn’t drag our argument to an older person because they were sure I would emerge winner. I was articulate (I still am), I was that boy you would call “smart boy”. I was that and more.
I can’t vividly remember the event that led to a new christening for me but I remember I had won several argument in the presence of one of my mum’s friend and she nicknamed me “ALWAYS RIGHT”. She would call me “always right” with smiles on her face whenever I showed up and I would hug her with an even bigger smile all over. I was proud of myself, like I founded sliced bread or discovered the awesomeness of “ewa-agoyin”.
It felt cool! Really cool.
Being a smart young boy isn’t bad, what is was what would become of me as I grew older. I grew to find myself wanting to win arguments all the time. I remained ever opinionated. I began acting out “always right” and almost never wrong until I began seeking a new form of knowledge outside the walls of a classroom.
I saw my stupidity stripped naked right in my very own eye.
Oh! How stupid I was to have thought one man could be the custodian of knowledge, how stupid I was to think it’s OK to be right 100% of the time, how stupid I was to think I know all, how stupid I was to have allowed that name into my subconsciousness.
Thank heaven for knowledge, now I know that only a stupid man thinks he would be right all the time.
Dear sisthren, don’t be that boy I was. It is humanly impossible for you to be 100% right every time. Sometimes you would be right, sometimes you would be wrong. When you are wrong, accept it, take responsibility, apologize and move on. It is normal and very natural to make mistakes, don’t be tempted to think you know so much that you’re immuned to mistakes.
You’re smart, yes I know but don’t be stupid like I was.
SMART ISN’T STUPID!
Peace, love and cold zobo.