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#‎Day4_Hopeful‬

Hallo my dear mum
Your background is not as clear
That was one of the numerous phone calls
An international call from her student son
The son is viewed by the village as their first breakthrough child
A sponsorship beneficiary.
A village so far away
The only time a vehicle muses by
Is when the weather does a number!
Or two on the bad roads,
Miles away!
So the background commotion
During the phone call
Was a mechanical voyage
Through this remote village.
Somewhere in this forgotten settlement
Lives a young man
A lad, nothing more than an elementary school goer!
With big dreams for his home
His lone mentor!
A shop owner
Whose main product of sale is?
Anything but a profit earner!
Why, you ask?
He lends products more often than he sellsBut to the lad
He is the only person in the village
That has an office-like set up
Other villagers are peasant farmers
And clothe mending tailors
The lad always revered the shop
Since he was always sent
To pick supplies on credit
But he always found the shop owner counting loads of cash bills
This made the lad to want to have his own one day
If he only knew how badly the shop faired.
'This really sounds like a future in futility for a young man's dream'
But what happens at the shop will need your attention.
A nudge to know more brought the lad back to the shop.
His incessant inquisition landed him an attachment at the shop
The old shop owner needed someone to follow up on his debts around the village.
Not to collect but to confirm repayment dates. This was the old man's way of knowing who else still owes him. Poor man never kept records.
The attache` quickly took up the task
Kept a handy book
A copy at the shop and another in his school bag
At 12 years, the young man was able to tabulate all debts owed to the shop
4 years on; the young man comes home with a borrowed idea
Something he saw online in a faraway place!
At this time the shop owner was a much younger chap
The old man succumb to natural attrition

The idea was to start a depository at the shop
Through this, a welfare fund was born
Where every villager had an account
To lend from, at will, and buy whenever the going got tough back at home
This move gave the shop a massive running capital which improved its operations
The young man with a dream
Still knows how much more the village needs his ideas and thus feels obliged to keep Hoping.

©Krv_310516

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