Magnanimous Pharash

The Magnanimous Pharaoh Forever Lives in Me On the break of the day I was making plans for my summer break, I got a package from stand in active a 6 inch 4 harness box. I ran to my room in excitement to unwrap my new gift. Surprisingly, I saw a blue and white hardcover textbook. I sighed in disappointment it was the Kaplan textbook I had to study for my SAT exams. At night, when I was around starting to read I was so uninterested and disquieted that I started flipping through and through pages. Not long after, I matte up goofy and went to bed.That night, I had a dream, I saw myself in a totally new lifestyle, attitude, behavior and most of my rinds had same slip as mine. I wonder how this r arely believed dream came true and made me a wonderful young man I am. Every morning in my brick hostel, in my clean and lessened room at the four walls of Immaculate mettlesome School on the fall outskirt of Kirkwood in Lagos, Nigeria. Before I receive the six loud bells of the tow er when the sun ray penetrates my window, theres a shock on my door. I hear a shrill and in high spirits flip voice say, Get up Get up A lithe man in his daily stripped khaki pants with a glass of cold water stands tall over me. I curious the glass of water could e used to drench my shirt preferably than quench my thirst if I fail to wake. This is Pharaoh, 45 years old, ingleside helper, sweeper, caretaker, and the only person to know where I keep my letters from my girlfriend. He was Just a man all students believed was either a high instill dropout or a douche that had no word of boost or could be of figure out and importance. He is like a tiny robot programmed to keep my life and that of the other seventy other boys in my boarding house in order.For five years, I saw him either day cleaning and washing. It is a mystery to me how someone who lives such a mundane life sill greets me with a flash f his 31 dentition overtime I cross his path. Growing up, I never felt respe ct and I was non ready to give it back, my disregard about life didnt make me actualize the exigency of being a charity to people and life my tender mind was only bothered about the positive aspects of life having fun, hanging out with friend, play video games, and surfboard the internet were my priorities.I was not ready to be pestered by the negativeness of life all I wanted was pleasure, I felt no remorse about being rude and disobedient I view money could solve every difficulty and problem. I ponder recurrently to know what the cause is. Was it my parents? Should I have not be nurtured as a rich kid while growing, or was I influenced by school mates. I thought of all this in my early puerile years. I wonder how a minor incident could be of transformation and totally put a stop to my way of living in my early teenage years.Few months before spring break, I had a dreaded night tossing and turning before my SAT exam. Words swam in my headman as I pondered the difference bet ween allusion, illusion, and elision. The next morning Pharaoh looked more than tense than surprised to see me awake. He asked me much like my start would, What happened? Why do you look so worried? Has the sun uprise from the West? On filling him on my war with words, he smiled and guarantee all would be fine. It was the first time I heard him speak, and it was a revelation. I didnt realize that this man was more than Just a trace and go machine.The fact that he empathetic with me like my mother convinced me that he was going to influence my life for the better and make great redress to my way of living. That afternoon when he came to clean my hostel room, I inserted a 100 naira note into his hand and requested him to get a software system of chips. He frowned and frowned even more. I snatched back the note and ran to the dining manse for a barely edible breakfast. I felt bad for having pass the line. I should have respected the school rules, I wished that he would not comp lain about my transgression.To my astonishment, that afternoon, I saw not one exactly cardinal packets of chips lying neatly on the pillow. He grimaced, displaced his 31 teeth, and walked out of the room. I was taken aback, I couldnt believe that a man with a large family to support and a meager income to do it with had generosity to carry through my petty temptation. Many chips later, I realized that he didnt grudge me the chips he was simply against taking money from me. He found Joy in giving and he had great pride in himself. Secretly, I envied him.For he had found the contentment most people spend their live chasing. I envied him because he smiled all through the day. I learned from his example, that there are some things money cant buy. Contentment and generosity are Just two of them. Pharaoh may not be a Mahatma Gandhi or a Nelson Mandela that faculty have influenced a lot of people due to their reputable positions, and further lifestyle, still Pharaoh lifestyle as an a verage living Man though he wasnt educated, rich or popular but he was coin bank generous with the little he had and was contented with what he had left.He was able to influence the lifes of other teenage boys in my high school dormitory through his simplicity and humility and made remarkable changes in our lives, my parents were happy to see the new me and lauded him for being a great influence to my life and that of my school mates. Pharaoh may not have the ability to do great things, but I saw the greatness to have the ability to do small things in him.