Chidimma Madueke 1 year ago

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My Opinion About Giving

My Opinion about Giving I was a little child when I first visited a patient in the hospital. Actually, I accompanied my aunt, who is a friend of the patient, to Life First Hospital, Asaba. She is not only my aunt's friend but also our neighbor.

Then my aunty Pearl was living with my parents in Asaba. On our way to the hospital, my aunt bought a loaf of bread, two apples, a bunch of bananas, and a bottle of Lucozade boost. "Aunty, to whom are all these goodies meant for"? Then, she told me that she had bought them for the patient who we were about to visit. So, when we got to the hospital, we were directed to the ward where aunty Ozioma, my aunt's friend, was. Then on entering the ward, the fear that overwhelmed me was something I could not describe that I had to jump on my aunt. I saw so many patients with different kinds of ailments. The one that made me cry was when I saw one of aunty Ozioma's legs hanged up with bandages all over. So after we spent time with her, we went back to our house. Then, from time to time, I phoned aunty Ozioma to check up on her with my aunt's phone and with her permission. Then after some time had passed, aunty Ozioma was discharged from the hospital. So every now and then, I would be at her house, which was the next compound after ours.

Each time we prepared anything, I would make sure we dished out aunty Ozioma's own. I also made sure that I visited her before and after school. Sometimes, I would go to her house and do some cleaning up with my little tiny hands. Other times, I would pack her dirty clothes and bring them to my house, and my aunt would wash them with the laundry machine. Sometimes I would be in her house; people would come and give her money or buy things for her. At that time, I was around nine years old. I was a child then, so I couldn't give her money or buy all those goodies for her, so I decided to be helping her in my own little way. Later, after some months had passed, she recovered. She always commends my attitude and cares about herself. She said that the gift I gave her was the highest she received among other people's gifts. I was perplexed, and I said to her, "I can't remember giving you any gift, aunty." She smiled and said, "you gave me the gift of love"! From that time till now, aunty Ozioma has not stopped talking about my gift of love to her.

I hope you understood what I meant by the gift of love? It's the giving or gift that has to do with the expression of love. Now permit me to tell you that giving does not only entail handing out material things, like money, food, clothes, etc., to someone. The word giving has to do with providing something (tangible and intangible resources) for someone in a bid to make such a person feel better( my own opinion about giving). More also, you don't need to wait till you have enough money, food, clothes, etc., to start giving. Start from somewhere! Give kindness, give love, give care, give peace/comfort, give protection, give your prayer, give your strength, give your time, give courage, give your wisdom/knowledge, give what you have to help people, but don't give your body! This one is loud, right? Don't tell me that you don't understand this one. You know what I mean...

There are a whole lot of things you can give. So, stop complaining that you don't have anything to give. Haven't you seen an old man of ninety and above giving advice to the youngsters? I have seen children who prayed for someone who was sick; that was what they could offer, and they did it wholeheartedly. I have come across a young lady who offered her seat to a heavily pregnant woman in a bank. She gave comfort! Therefore my highly esteemed, give, give and give! In conclusion, giving is an act of benefaction! There is a blessing in giving, but it has to be done without expecting anything in return. Give cheerfully, and don't grumble when doing that. If you do, it becomes forced labor! Give without making your beneficiary look like your slave or pauper. Give without announcing it, make it an act of benevolence; of course, that is what it is! Giving is an essential part of living that elongates life. Yes, it is. The life we live is a result of giving, with good health and every good thing that pertains to living inclusive; God gave them to us. So to make this life worth living, we need to give and do it cheerfully.

My Opinion about Giving I was a little child when I first visited a patient in the hospital. Actually, I accompanied my aunt, who is a friend of the patient, to Life First Hospital, Asaba. She is not only my aunt's friend but also our neighbor. Then my aunty Pearl was living with my parents in Asaba. On our way to the hospital, my aunt bought a loaf of bread, two apples, a bunch of bananas, and a bottle of Lucozade boost. "Aunty, to whom are all these goodies meant for"? Then, she told me that she had bought them for the patient who we were about to visit. So, when we got to the hospital, we were directed to the ward where aunty Ozioma, my aunt's friend, was. Then on entering the ward, the fear that overwhelmed me was something I could not describe that I had to jump on my aunt. I saw so many patients with different kinds of ailments.

The one that made me cry was when I saw one of aunty Ozioma's legs hanged up with bandages all over. So after we spent time with her, we went back to our house. Then, from time to time, I phoned aunty Ozioma to check up on her with my aunt's phone and with her permission. Then after some time had passed, aunty Ozioma was discharged from the hospital. So every now and then, I would be at her house, which was the next compound after ours. Each time we prepared anything, I would make sure we dished out aunty Ozioma's own. I also made sure that I visited her before and after school. Sometimes, I would go to her house and do some cleaning up with my little tiny hands. Other times, I would pack her dirty clothes and bring them to my house, and my aunt would wash them with the laundry machine. Sometimes I would be in her house; people would come and give her money or buy things for her. At that time, I was around nine years old. I was a child then, so I couldn't give her money or buy all those goodies for her, so I decided to be helping her in my own little way. Later, after some months had passed, she recovered. She always commends my attitude and cares about herself. She said that the gift I gave her was the highest she received among other people's gifts. I was perplexed, and I said to her, "I can't remember giving you any gift, aunty." She smiled and said, "you gave me the gift of love"! From that time till now, aunty Ozioma has not stopped talking about my gift of love to her. I hope you understood what I meant by the gift of love? It's the giving or gift that has to do with the expression of love.

Now permit me to tell you that giving does not only entail handing out material things, like money, food, clothes, etc., to someone. The word giving has to do with providing something (tangible and intangible resources) for someone in a bid to make such a person feel better( my own opinion about giving). More also, you don't need to wait till you have enough money, food, clothes, etc., to start giving. Start from somewhere! Give kindness, give love, give care, give peace/comfort, give protection, give your prayer, give your strength, give your time, give courage, give your wisdom/knowledge, give what you have to help people, but don't give your body! This one is loud, right? Don't tell me that you don't understand this one. You know what I mean... There are a whole lot of things you can give. So, stop complaining that you don't have anything to give. Haven't you seen an old man of ninety and above giving advice to the youngsters? I have seen children who prayed for someone who was sick; that was what they could offer, and they did it wholeheartedly. I have come across a young lady who offered her seat to a heavily pregnant woman in a bank. She gave comfort! Therefore my highly esteemed, give, give and give! In conclusion, giving is an act of benefaction! There is a blessing in giving, but it has to be done without expecting anything in return. Give cheerfully, and don't grumble when doing that. If you do, it becomes forced labor! Give without making your beneficiary look like your slave or pauper.

Give without announcing it, make it an act of benevolence; of course, that is what it is! Giving is an essential part of living that elongates life. Yes, it is. The life we live is a result of giving, with good health and every good thing that pertains to living inclusive; God gave them to us. So to make this life worth living, we need to give and do it cheerfully. Giving is an essential part of life that makes it worth living. Therefore, it is an attitude that needs to be imbibed by everyone, and when doing that, it has to be done cheerfully. There is nobody that has anything to give. In one way or the other, there must be something you have to offer.

This content tends to sensitize the readers' mindset on giving. I was a little child when I first visited a patient in the hospital. Actually, I accompanied my aunt, who is a friend of the patient, to Life First Hospital, Asaba. She is not only my aunt's friend but also our neighbor. Then my aunty Pearl was living with my parents in Asaba. On our way to the hospital, my aunt bought a loaf of bread, two apples, a bunch of bananas, and a bottle of Lucozade boost. "Aunty, to whom are all these goodies meant for"? Then, she told me that she had bought them for the patient who we were about to visit. So, when we got to the hospital, we were directed to the ward where aunty Ozioma, my aunt's friend, was. Then on entering the ward, the fear that overwhelmed me was something I could not describe that I had to jump on my aunt. I saw so many patients with different kinds of ailments. The one that made me cry was when I saw one of aunty Ozioma's legs hanged up with bandages all over. So after we spent time with her, we returned to our house. Then, from time to time, I phoned aunty Ozioma to check up on her with my aunt's phone and with her permission.  

Then after some time had passed, aunty Ozioma was discharged from the hospital. So I would be at her house every now and then, which was the next compound after ours. Each time we prepared anything, I would make sure we dished out aunty Ozioma's own. I also made sure that I visited her before and after school. Sometimes, I would go to her house and do some cleaning up with my little tiny hands. Other times, I would pack her dirty clothes and bring them to my house, and my aunt would wash them with the laundry machine. Sometimes I would be in her house; people would come and give her money or buy things for her. At that time, I was around nine years old. I was a child then, so I couldn't give her money or buy all those goodies for her, so I decided to be helping her in my own little way.

Later, after some months had passed, she recovered. She always commends my attitude and cares about herself. She said that the gift I gave her was the highest she received among other people's gifts. I was perplexed, and I said to her, "I can't remember giving you any gift, aunty." She smiled and said, "you gave me the gift of love"! From that time till now, aunty Ozioma has not stopped talking about my gift of love to her. I hope you understood what I meant by the gift of love? It's the giving or gift that has to do with the expression of love. Now permit me to tell you that giving does not only entail handing out material things, like money, food, clothes, etc., to someone. The word giving has to do with providing something (tangible and intangible resources) for someone in a bid to make such a person feel better( my own opinion about giving).

More also, you don't need to wait till you have enough money, food, clothes, etc., to start giving. Start from somewhere! Give kindness, give love, give care, give peace/comfort, give protection, give your prayer, give your strength, give your time, give courage, give your wisdom/knowledge, give what you have to help people, but don't give your body! This one is loud, right? Don't tell me that you don't understand this one. You know what I mean... There are lots of things you can give. So, stop complaining that you don't have anything to give. Haven't you seen an old man of ninety and above giving advice to the youngsters? I have seen children who prayed for someone who was sick; that was what they could offer, and they did it wholeheartedly. I have come across a young lady who offered her seat to a heavily pregnant woman in a bank. She gave comfort! Therefore my highly esteemed, give, give and give!

In conclusion, giving is an act of benefaction! There is a blessing in giving, but it has to be done without expecting anything in return. Give cheerfully, and don't grumble when doing that. If you do, it becomes forced labor! Give without making your beneficiary look like your slave or pauper. Give without announcing it, make it an act of benevolence; of course, that is what it is! Giving is an essential part of living that elongates life. Yes, it is. The life we live is a result of giving, with good health and every good thing that pertains to living inclusive; God gave them to us. So to make this life worth living, we need to give and do it cheerfully.