The Harvest Of Hardship - S01 E19

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The Harvest Of Hardship - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

The sun was very hot in the city of Lagos. It was the kind of heat that made the roads look like they were melting. The air was thick with the smell of car smoke and the sound of many people shouting. In the middle of this busy city, there was a very tall and beautiful building. This building was made of blue glass that sparkled like the ocean. It was surrounded by a high fence with gold colored bars. This was the headquarters of the big firm owned by Senator Ademola. Inside this building, the air was cool and sweet. The floors were so clean that you could see your own face in the tiles.

On the third floor of this beautiful building, there was a large office. The door of the office had a gold plate that said "Seyi: Head of Operations." Inside the office, Seyi was sitting in a big chair made of soft black leather. He was wearing a white shirt that was ironed perfectly. He looked very handsome and very calm. Seyi was looking at some important papers on his desk. He was making big decisions that would help many people get water and electricity. He was no longer the boy who carried heavy buckets of water. He was now the man who managed the whole company.

Seyi stood up and walked to the big glass window. He liked to look out at the city from high up. It reminded him of how far he had come. He could see the tiny cars moving on the road. He could see the people walking like little ants. As he watched, he saw something near the big front gates of the building. There was a man standing there. The man looked very tired and very sad. His clothes were ragged and full of holes. His shoes were so old that his toes were coming out of the front. The man was talking to the security guard at the gate.

Seyi looked closer. His heart started to beat a little bit faster. There was something very familiar about the way the man moved his head. There was something familiar about the way he held his shoulders. Even though the man was very thin and covered in dust, Seyi knew who he was. It was Tobi. It was his cousin. It was the boy who used to have everything while Seyi had nothing.

Outside at the gate, the world felt very cruel to Tobi. His stomach was making a loud noise because he had not eaten any food for two days. His mother, Aunt Clara, was sitting in their tiny room in the slum, waiting for him to bring home even a small piece of bread. Tobi had spent the whole morning walking from one office to another. He had shown them his university degree. He had told them he was a graduate. But everywhere he went, they said the same thing. They told him they did not need a manager who did not know how to work. They told him they did not have a place for someone who looked so messy and disorganized.

Tobi was now very desperate. He did not care about being a manager anymore. He did not care about having a big office or a fancy title. He just wanted to survive. He had walked past this big blue building and seen the expensive cars driving inside. He thought to himself that surely a place this rich would have some small job for him to do. He did not know that this was the Senator's building. He did not know that his cousin Seyi was sitting just a few floors above him.

The security guard at the gate was a very big man with a loud voice. He did not like the way Tobi looked. He thought Tobi was a beggar or someone who wanted to cause trouble. "Move away from here, young man!" the guard shouted. "This is a place for important people. You cannot stand here in those dirty clothes. You are blocking the way for the big cars."

Tobi did not move. He fell to his knees on the hot pavement. He held onto the bars of the gate. Tears began to roll down his dusty cheeks. "Please, sir," Tobi begged. His voice was shaking. "I am not a beggar. I am a graduate, but I am very hungry. I just need a little bit of money for bread. I will do any work you have. I will wash all the cars in the parking lot. I will sweep the gutters. I will scrub the toilets with my own hands. Just give me a small job so I can buy food for my mother."

The guard looked at him with pity, but he shook his head. "We have machines to wash the cars. We have a cleaning company to sweep the floors. We do not hire people from the street. Please, leave now before I call for help to move you."

Tobi started to sob. He remembered how he used to treat Seyi. He remembered the times he would sit on the comfortable sofa in their old house and throw his candy wrappers on the floor for Seyi to pick up. He remembered how he used to laugh when Seyi was tired from scrubbing the kitchen. Now, he was the one begging to scrub. He was the one begging to do the very work he used to despise. He realized that the life of ease his mother had given him was a lie. It had not prepared him for this moment. He felt like a bird that had never learned to fly, and now he was falling.

High above in the office, Seyi watched the whole scene. He saw Tobi crying on the ground. He saw the guard trying to push him away. Seyi remembered everything. He remembered the cold nights and the hungry days. He remembered how Tobi used to call him a servant. He remembered the pride in Tobi's eyes when he wore new clothes while Seyi wore rags.

For a moment, a small part of Seyi wanted to turn away. He wanted to let Tobi feel the pain of the world. He wanted Tobi to understand what it felt like to be rejected and ignored. But then, Seyi looked at his own hands. He remembered his father, David, and the lessons of kindness he had learned. He remembered that the harvest of hardship was not meant to make him a cruel man. It was meant to make him a strong leader.

Seyi walked back to his desk. He picked up the intercom, which was a special phone used to talk to people in the building. He pressed the button for the front gate.

"This is the Head of Operations," Seyi said into the phone. His voice was calm and steady.

The guard at the gate jumped when he heard the voice. "Yes, sir! Good afternoon, sir!"

"There is a man at the gate," Seyi said. "The one who is asking for work. Do not send him away."

The guard looked surprised. "But sir, he is very dirty. He looks like a beggar."

"Bring that man to my office right now," Seyi ordered. "Give him some water and help him walk up the stairs if he is too tired. I want to speak with him."

The guard looked at Tobi, who was still crying on the ground. The guard could not believe that the big boss wanted to see a ragged man like this. He opened the small side gate and reached out to Tobi. "Stand up, young man," the guard said, his voice much kinder now. "You are very lucky today. The big boss on the third floor saw you. He wants to see you in his office."

Tobi looked up. He wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve. He could not believe it. Was God finally listening to him? Was this his chance to save his mother? He stood up on his shaky legs. He followed the guard into the beautiful building. He felt very small as he walked across the shiny marble floors. He saw his own reflection in the glass and felt ashamed of his rags.

They took the elevator up to the third floor. The elevator moved so smoothly that Tobi did not even feel it. When the doors opened, the guard led him down a long hallway with soft carpets. They stopped in front of the big wooden door with the gold plate. The guard knocked softly.

"Come in," a voice said from inside.

Tobi walked into the office. He kept his head down. He was too afraid to look at the important man sitting in the big chair. He stood in the middle of the room, looking at the carpet.

"You said you would wash cars and sweep gutters for bread," the man behind the desk said.

Tobi nodded his head quickly. "Yes, sir. Anything, sir. I am a graduate, but I will do anything. My mother is hungry. Please, give me a chance to work."

"Look at me, Tobi," the man said.

Tobi froze. He knew that voice. He knew that name. He slowly lifted his head. He looked across the large wooden desk. He saw the fine suit. He saw the gold watch. He saw the face of the man who was now the master of this great building.

Tobi’s mouth fell open. His eyes grew very wide. He felt like the floor was moving beneath him. He was looking at Seyi. He was looking at the boy he had treated like a dog. He was looking at the cousin he had tried to step on.

Seyi did not look angry. He did not look like he wanted to laugh at Tobi. He just looked at him with a sad and quiet wisdom.

The silence in the room was very heavy. Tobi wanted to run away. He wanted to disappear into the ground. He realized that the harvest of their lives was finally here. Seyi had harvested the fruit of his hard work, and Tobi was harvesting the thorns of his laziness.

"Seyi?" Tobi whispered. It was the only word he could find.

Seyi leaned back in his chair. He looked at Tobi’s rags and then he looked at the blue sky outside the window. "Life is a very strange journey, Tobi," Seyi said. "The world is like a big wheel. Sometimes you are at the top, and sometimes you are at the bottom. But the most important thing is how you treat people when you are climbing the hill."

Tobi started to shake. He did not know what Seyi was going to do. Would Seyi call the police? Would Seyi tell him to go back to the gutter? Or would Seyi do something that Tobi never expected?

The suspense in the room was so thick that it felt like you could touch it. Outside, the city continued to roar, but inside the office, time seemed to stand still. Two cousins, who grew up in the same house, were now standing in two different worlds. One was a king, and the other was a servant. The harvest of hardship was almost complete, but the final secret was still waiting to be told.

Tobi was ready to wash cars and sweep gutters just for bread. Do you think he has finally learned his lesson about hard work?

If you were Seyi, would you have brought Tobi into your office, or would you have let the guard send him away?

Seyi said the world is like a big wheel. What do you think he meant by that?

How do you think Aunt Clara will feel when she finds out that the "servant" Seyi is now the "master" of Tobi?

What do you think Seyi is going to say next to Tobi? Is he going to give him a job, or is he going to give him a lesson he will never forget?

The Table has Turned!

The servant is now the master! Seyi has watched his cousin fall to the very bottom, and now Tobi is standing in the presence of the man he once looked down on. The shock is real, and the shame is deep! What will Seyi do with the power he now has over Tobi’s life? Is this the end of the road for Tobi, or is it a new beginning?