Dr kay

  A STORY OF PRIDE This is a fictional story, you will learn lessons from it. My wife died because of my pride Wifey and I had a little argument over breakfast on a Monday morning while we were both preparing for the day’s job. My anger was with the way she spread the butter on the bread that morning, it was quite rough and not pleasing to the eyes though I corrected her with my voice sounding like a thunder all over the room but I never knew it would lead to this, if I had known, I would have overlooked and ate the bread without uttering a word after all, I ate it still. Hearing the way I rose my voice at her, really made her mad and she left the dinning without having club that morning and off she went to work without me that day not even saying goodbye to each other. I was mad, she was mad too and our mistake was that none of us was willing to come to like terms. We returned from work that evening without talking to each other, we had dinner separately and went to bed without ex...

I was in class that fateful Friday afternoon teaching my students when she raised her hand to ask a question.  I permitted her and she asked a rather too simple question that I supposed she should know the answer.  I had already covered that topic the previous week. " Will you sit down there! With your Ugly face! Olodo!"  was the only answer I gave her.  The whole class bursted into laughter and she looked embarrassed.  I went on with my lesson but felt somewhat guilty over what I had said.  I finished my class and left. On Sunday, I went to Church. The preacher was talking about the tongue and its power.  He spoke about how you could bring others down by what you say.  I remembered what happened on Friday and became guilty. I swore I was going to apologize to her on Monday when I got to the class.  On Monday afternoon, I went to the class but I didn't see her. I asked after her from her coursemates but they didn't seem to know who I was talk...