Through The footprints Of Mr.Carson

*This was one of my first creations. I wrote this particular one when I was 14. We all remember those days when we were just trying to figure out how to walk along the art of writing. Those days when you didn’t know that you’ve got the gift to impress and entertain crowds through your pen*

Sometimes, you have to let some people go. If you do so, you will realize that life continues even without them. If they take you for something less than you are, then I don’t know what you are still doing with them. Move...!!!. If they don’t believe in you, then they can’t see things the way you do. If you are surrounded by an environment with such people, you are carrying useless weight. The best advice I can offer you right now is to drop the useless weight and refocus on yourself. Focus on people who care about you. People who matter the most to you. But even among the people who care about you, do not often try to prove yourself to them only because there is one of them who questions your capabilities. Don’t plead for anyone to stay in your life. Maybe you ain’t fit or meant to be in their lives. If at any point you plead for anyone to stay, they aren’t going to bring any joy to your life. Instead, they will make you cry and you will end up regretting their presence. When they say it's their time to go, help them pack. Let them roam. With time, they will come to realize that you were the only being of your making...One in a billion.

Sonya Copeland dropped out of school when she was only in third grade. At the age of thirteen, she married Robert Solomon Carson who was a baptist minister from Tennessee as well as a world war two veteran. In 1949, Sonya gave birth to her first baby boy - Curtis. After a year, she gave birth to one of the world’s pioneers of neurosurgery- Ben Carson. When Ben was only 8 years old, His parents divorced. At that point, Sonya remained in the custody of her two boys. She had to stand as the mother, as well as the father of her children. She took two to three jobs ago so as she could earn a reasonable wage to provide for the family.

At the sound of that, it doesn’t sound like something easy. Not at all. Things weren’t easy on Mrs.Carson’s side and the family at large. But despite the challenges, Mrs.Carson didn’t only raise two visionary boys. She raised a fully certified engineer and a globally appreciated Medical doctor. Supposing I had been born in the 1950s and got a chance of being a neighbor to the Carsons. I don’t think I would have seen any traits of a doctor in baby Carson. Not even slightly. I mean... At that time, who would imagine a black boy raised amidst dire poverty within the inner walls of Detroit turning into a globally renowned neurosurgeon ?. Not only renowned for extensive gauges of wisdom but greatness too. Isn’t this somehow heroic?

Personally, Mr. Ben’s biography gingers my soul. The way his success story is painted with tonnes of hardships in his past greatly inspires me.

Whenever I go through his biography, my mind tells me “ what if Mr. Solomon Carson wasn’t meant to be part of Ben’s Success ?” (Maybe)

A $1 tip means life to me. Thank you for funding my dreams.

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