#BankOnMoms: A Mother’s Routine

I have a lot of beautiful memories with this GREAT and VIRTUOUS woman. She is indeed a Mother, a teacher, an epitome of humility, a priceless jewel and a role model. Sometimes I am moved to tears when I share some of the memories I have with her especially in my secondary school days.

By Rachel Ojo

Iyaniwura!

I have a lot of beautiful memories with this GREAT and VIRTUOUS woman. She is indeed a Mother, a teacher, an epitome of humility, a priceless jewel and a role model. Sometimes I am moved to tears when I share some of the memories I have with her especially in my secondary school days.

My mom is someone who sacrifices all she has for her children, almost throughout my secondary school days, my mom would always take me to school and then come pick me up from school after closing hours; it sounds almost so easy and what every normal parent will do, right? But let me tell you why it was so spectacular.

My secondary school was in Maryland, the school where she taught was at Kosofe and we lived at Owode-Onirin(Ikorodu). From our house to her school was not a big deal as she could wake up 7AM and then get to her school in just about 20-30 minutes. But because my mom wanted to take me to my school, we would leave the house together by 6AM, whether in the rain or not and she would take me to Maryland, completely passing her own school and then she drops me off. My mother then gets into another bus back to her own school. When I say “mummy why are you going through this stress” she says “let me do it, I am training you, I can’t be with you throughout!

My mom closed from her own school before me and you know what she did? She repeated the same thing she did in the mornings. Instead of going home which would be so easy for her, she would wait for me at a pharmacy at Ketu so that we could go home together. At times when I am done in school, it could take me hours to reach her because of the terrible traffic but she still waited for me; a number of times, she would be half asleep when I finally got to her.

When we eventually set off home, it could sometimes take an even longer time to get home and this didn’t interrupt her dedicated routine of dropping me off at school for 6 years of my secondary school.

My mom won best parent award when I was in secondary school; almost all my teachers knew her.

Honestly, MOM you are the best. I wouldn’t have asked for a better mom than you. Mom, thanks for all the sacrifices you have made and are still making, I celebrate you today!

I bank on you!

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