TIME OF TRIAL, A BLESSING IN ADVERSITY - -Fitzkhamis, Khamis A. H.

TIME OF TRIAL, A BLESSING IN ADVERSITY


-Fitzkhamis, Khamis A. H.


 With a heavy heart, I commiserate with the entire U14MDfamily over the adversity of an undesirable result. I was lost in thought after I learnt of the resit results but then I remember, God knows what is best for us. He gives at times and denies other times and in all is goodness. We should get it clear that neither did anyone pass with his strength and might nor did anyone failed because of his weakness. I deemed it our collective responsibility to share in one another’s happiness and grievances.

Honestly, the U14MDfamily are in dire need of consolation. Though I have not much to say, I will like to relate to us an excerpt from the works of Michael Angier, the author of several books on success. In his book ‘THE STRATEGIES FOR SUCCESS’, he did mention “BLESSING IN ADVERSITY” as one of the strategies for success. He thus said under thereunder:

“When I was about five years old, I lived with my family in Enterprise, Alabama for a few months while my father attended an advanced aviation course at nearby Fort Rucker.

What makes Enterprise, Alabama especially memorable is a strange monument they have in the middle of the town, you can’t miss it. In fact, you have to drive around it because it sits right in the middle of the road. The monument is a statue to the boll weevil.
It’s probably the only monument in the world erected in honor of an insect. It certainly wasn’t done because of aesthetic value –the boll weevil is a particularly ugly-looking creature. Surprisingly, it was erected because of the devastation the boll weevil caused the cotton crops of the surrounding area.

Why did they honour this pest? Well, had it not been for the boll weevil, the local economy would have continued its unhealthy dependence on its one-crop, one-product economy. Until then, everything depended entirely on cotton, when the boll weevil came, the farmers and all the other business that were reliant on the cotton farmers were forced to recognise the need to diversify.

In the long run, they saw that the boll weevil had, in fact, done them a favour by destroying their crops. No longer were their eggs all in one “cotton basket”. They started raising hogs, peanuts, and other cash crops, and the entire area was better off for it.
I think it is to those southern farmers’ great credit that they were able to see this ‘adversity’ for what it really was – a great blessing. Too often, we see difficult times as something to avoid –something only to endure. We usually don’t see the benefit until much later if at all.
If we look back at the things in our lives that were the most trying, the most painful and frustrating, we have to admit that there was value in it (if you can’t see this, you are probably too close to the situation).

Our lives are far more enjoyable (certainly more instructional) if we view each thing that happens to us as just that – a happening. Remember, it is not what happens to us, but our ‘response’ to what happens to us that makes the difference in the quality of our lives. I believe that everything that happens can be a lesson, every adversity can be a blessing. The following story illustrates this well.

Anthony Burgees discovered he had a brain tumour and only six months to live when he was forty years old. He was distressed that he had nothing to live his wife who was soon to become a widow. He decided to write –something he’d always wanted to do. The potential royalty from a book was the only thing he could think of doing to leave any kind of financial security for his family.
By the end of the first year and with no certainty that he would be ever be published, he finished five novels. But he did not die. His cancer went into remission and then disappeared altogether.
In his long and full life, Anthony Burgees went on to write more than seventy books. Without the death sentence from cancer, he might not have written anything.
Next time things don’t seem to be going the way you want, ask yourself what the positive aspect is. What is the benefit in the adversity? You will have greater enjoyment and learn more in the process.”

What I want to point out from the above two stories given by Michael Angier is that, we do come across challenges and adversities, but then, there is a blessing we never think of therein. We are all in a difficult time now and especially those afflicted with that remark other than ‘pass’.

Definitely it is hard but we have to overcome that negative feeling.
We have to overcome the fear.
We have to meditate.
We have to stay focussed.
We have to be patient. We have to persevere. We have to be confident. We have to succeed.
We have to pray and God will be there for us.


I will live us with the following 10 motivational quotes:


“Life is not easy for any of us, but what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves”
–Marie Curie


“The winners of life think constantly in terms of I can, I will, and I am. Losers on the other hand, concentrate their waking thoughts on what they should have or would have done” –
Dennis  Waitly.

“First they ignore you. Second, they laugh at you. Third, they fight you. Finally, you win” –Gandhi

“Patience and perseverance have a magical effect before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish” –John Quincy Adams

“Divide each difficulty into as many parts as necessary to resolve it” –Rene Descartes

“Success is not measured by what you accomplish but the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds” –Orisson Swett Marden.

“Every great work, every great accomplishment, has been brought into manifestation through holding to the vision, and often just before the big achievement comes apparent failure and discouragement” –Florence Scovel Shinn.

“Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time” –Thomas Edison

“Fear is negative scenarios we give birth to in our mind that we believe are real. These thoughts are seeds that will adversely affect our future. We have the power to change the future by changing what we believe is real” –George De Vack

“The moment you start talking about what you are going to do if you lose, you have lost” –George Schultz.

HARD LUCK DUDES.

POEM - A MYSTERIOUS BEING - FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

A MYSTERIOUS BEING

Today's a special day
A special  poem to thee is all that I can pay
Thank you a million times,I say
Thee always reflecting like a light ray
With poetry,I became gay

Helped me expand my imaginations
Growing it wilder beyond notions
All happened as a coincidence
Shocked with all that occurred
But fain with what happened

A mysterious being,I discovered
Who helped me recover
A story I uncover
Moved me from where I was hovered

Helped me build a new mindset
With happiness packed in sets
All things been reset
A new beginning was set

If THANK YOU is a flower and can be gathered,
I would've gotten a garden for you,which is well watered
Because thee helped my pain to be shattered
A special poem for thee
Because thee always want special things

DEDICATED TO KHAMIS ABDULLAHI
           Happy World Poetry Day🎉🎈💥
           FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

Poem - The Devil in Our Midst - Ameer Jibril Salihu

*The Devil in Our Midst*

The devil is not the being that has pointy horns
And a pointy tail
He does not wear a black billowing cape
And a mischievous smile

Rather,
The devil is the one who cuts people open for the fun of it
He is the one who couriers his conscience to the seventh gate of hell

The devil is the one who loves to see blood
Wash away a town
He is the one who decimates communities as a hobby
He is the one who sits in his luxury chair
And sends drones to desolate towns
Because he has a PhD in cruelty

The devil is the one who crafts orphans and widows
In a bid to satisfy his thirst

The devil is the one who riddles children with bullets
And only feels emptiness
He is the one who shatters children to smithereens
And distributes the parts to places unknown

Let us join hands and pray
Whether you worship the sun
Or the moon or the stars
Whether you have one God or many god's

Let the Jews,
The Christians,
The Muslims,
The Buddhists,
The Hindus,
The Zoroastrians,
Join hands and condemn this evil
Ravaging our fragile world

For the devil is not the one with a pointy horn
And a pointy tail
He does not wear a black billowing cape
He is a man, like everyone.

 *Ameer*

POEM - I'M A HOPER - FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

I'M A HOPER

I'm stronger than I look
Use the dictionary to mock
I'll swirl them with a fork
With each breath,I'll work

A girl,I am
Small biceps in my arm
But with a strength that is warm
A heart larger than a farm
Which veils a lot
Lifts uncountable heavy loads
Invisible like dots

With hope,I became a hoper
Imaginations make me a dreamer
Dyspnea makes me a fighter
My goals make me an achiever
Pain makes me stronger

With emotions am caged
Feeling high like a wedge
Nearly crossing the hedge
But I'm the strongest,I realized

I won't let it get me down
I believe am the strongest in town
Who wears pain,hope and love as a gown
Covered the face with mask like a clown
And strength as a crown

I'll strive further
Because am the hope of my mother
Giving up, and being hopeless,I'll murder
I'll strike like a thunder
Till I cross the indestructible border

          FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

POEM - HOPELESS LOVER - FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

HOPELESS LOVER

He loved her,he said
With full hope,she laid
For love,she was a maid
Happiness,she was paid

 He was different,she thought
To express the love,she fought
Fought all who insulted him
Love story like a film
Love held everything firm

All she had was sacrificed
In the name of love,she announced
She was a faithful lover
Always the first mover
Destroyed all that tried to cross the border

The feelings were ignored
A whole being was lowered
The heart was murdered
Into pieces it was shattered
The soul was watered
With hateful blood,it was covered

Experienced a new pain
Feelings became plain
Dysfunctional was her brain
Hatred was all that rained

Love made her psychotic
All she does becomes dramatic
Hell opened it's doors
Crying is all she does

              FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI

Poem - Mother's day! ZAINAB M MUSA

The praise of a mother
I pick up my pen today,
To praise she who spends her day,
To put a smile on a face,
It is really a grace,

To have her as a shade,
That never allows you to fade.
She's as cool as a gentle breeze,
Which does not make you to freeze.

She wakes up early,
A routine daily.
She teaches you to be holy,
And not to be a bully.

She is a hero,
Who makes you believe you can't score a zero,
She is a source of encouragement,
That makes you to never relent.

She is a guide,
To a brighter future ride.
She's dedicated like an entourage,
I salute your courage.
 
                    ZMM
In celebration of mother's day!

Poem - A tolerated killer - Nasruddeen

A tolerated killer


Imagine the feeling of incision without anesthesia,
Exactly that, stroked my cardia.
When I palpated a living death child.
From where he came? I had no idea.
But resembled IDP orphans of Somalia.


Had worn-out muscles as a used gauze.
With frozen arteries and veins
All blocked by rigid and sticky erythrocyte
Shaped like crescent moons.
Pale skin, swollen hands and feet plus pneumonia.
Severe symptoms of sickle cell anemia.


Oh! Not a Somali, realized I
But a son of self-serving lovebird
That denied their incompatibility
Even though their genotypes are incompatible.
And chose to geneticized miseries
To their yet born babies.


I held his arm, my eyes widened as owl's
Then I fell into chasm of thoughts
Does love worth all sacrifices?
Even the health and joy of our offsprings?
Isn't it easy to eradicate sickle cell disease?
Or is our gruesome acts let it living?
Aren't we serving its cycle?
Why don't we starve it now?

NSA Mbaya.