#Excerpt from the New Book
Blessed is the woman whose womb is set apart to carry a world’s blessing for nine whole months. Through her persistence, we have a handful of wise and commendable characters roaming under the sun. The same is for the woman who bore a boy and named him Taku. Taku is the short form of Takudzwa which is a Shona name which means we have been enlarged.
After a long season of tears and seemingly relentless prayers came a renewed phase of joy for Mr. And Mrs. Andrews. They had gone for years after their marriage without conceiving, which broke their hearts and killed them slowly. Multiple doctor visits yielded no definite results; all they could say was to wait for the right time. Nothing was wrong with them, just that nature was taking its time. Maybe God’s time was not yet. Family members even started doubting their possibilities of ever bearing a child and likened them to the father Abraham and Sarah. What else could they do except hope in God for a miracle?
Eight years down the line then congratulations were in order. Mrs. Adams gave birth to Taku who was the cover to their shame. He was an answer to prayers on the mountains and in the wilderness. A family had been enlarged and completed.
Like every parent, they had dreams for their child as he grew up. But there is a question as to how do parents dream on behalf of their kids? Is it good or bad to dream and impose your dreams on your child?
Well, it is not bad to dream on behalf of your child. Whilst at the same time is absolutely contagious to ignore that there is something called passion in every living being. As such was the story of Taku growing up into a man under the impression that he was working hard to make his parents happy. In his days it was super cool to be in a certain academic class and the rest were despised. Taku fought through thick and thin to be in this certain class although he was not competent enough to keep up with the orders of the day. Alas, all he wanted was to prove that he is an excellent child.
He went through his primary school and all went well. Then he progressed to high school where all the drama began and he lost his actual plot. In primary school, all classes were all the same and everything was equally distributed. However, the high school setup was completely different. People were graded according to the perceived so-called level of excellence.