Every individual is born with a talent. The only work involved is discovery. I've heard some people calling themselves scum bags. They see themselves as a good-for-nothing human beign. Why? Because they believe they have nothing to offer to society let alone themselves. They refuse to discover their inbuilt talent and skills that can make them stand out and be useful
I think the first thing is to do. Do! Yes, do! Before one can know whether he's good at something or not, he has to partake. He has to do it. If you are born with football skills and never play soccer while growing up in the hood, how would you discover the talent? If you have a unique fingering ability and you never handled the piano or guitar, how would you become a unique instrumentalist? Also, if you would make a good stylist and you never practice with dull or human hair, that talent would die with you
When I was growing up, I discovered my love for instruments, especially the guitar and keyboard. I started moving closer until I had the opportunity to play. It was fun. I would press the keys and disturb the strings. I had a 100℅ interest but as time went by, I discovered how poor I was at
using my fingers. But do you know one thing? John met me learning and after a very short time, he could play well. Today, he's an instrumentalist and that's his profession. The only thing I remember is Do re mi fa so la ti does 😂. Though I love those instruments, I'm not talented towards that line. What I'm driving at here is that for talent to be discovered, you need to act.
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I wasn't good at fingering, but I became a soccer master
I started playing ball from my mother's womb. I'm not joking dude. I'm for real. Mum told me the story of how I kicked my placenta on the day of delivery 🤔. Not only that, she said I jubilated in her tummy the day Nigeria won the nation's cup. I was rolling and stretching around as people were jubilating. She must be very observant
You know when kids start walking, parents get them stuff like a dull, teddy bear, bicycle and so on. No one bought me anything. The only thing I played with was my mummy's breast. It was when I started nodding instead of sucking that she discovered I would love playing with a ball so she bought me one. That woman is very observant
As a lad, my one sport was soccer. Let mum or dad send me on an errand, I would kick stones, bottles or anything kickable. It's just in the blood. I know many kids did that but mine was very different. I don't have a single slipper I can call my own because I hardly wear a new one for a week because of the way I kick non-living things on the street. I would cut my sister's slippers when I lay my legs on them then they started keeping their belongings. I was just too naughty when it comes to playing stuff with my legs. Or should I say I was obsessed? Nope. I was just normal but talent was about to finish me before my time
🤔.
Anyways, to cut the story short without too much ado when I've already ado ado, I became street baller. I played soccer till I was recognised in the whole stadium road (A very big street in our capital). I was coached by the former super eagle player Sam Elijah that took over from Clement Westerhoof and I was named the best winger. Sure, I was a good player and I discovered that very early, but no one can do beyond his or her predestination. My dad stopped me from that career path
I just believe that there is a purpose for every action. As for me, that's the best talent I discovered about myself because I was just too exceptional. However, life goes on. We keep going and that's what it is
This is ckole the laughing gas
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