Despite his father’s
efforts, Tatenda grew increasingly dissatisfied with his life. He saw
only what he ever lacked, not what he had been given. While his father dresses
worn-out clothes and sometimes went out without meals, Tatenda was
busy envying his schoolmates who bring new uniforms at every school
opening and new polished shoes.
He would return home
and murmur and growl before his father, when his father could not afford to buy
him something new as he wants. He would lash out in anger, filled with
bitterness about having such parents who are poor.
His friends often
mocked his humble background, calling him poor and backward. Their words
pierced his heart and fueled his anger towards his parents to make him align
with them.
Then
eventually, Tatenda began to look down on his own father, seeing him
as lazy, unambitious and everything he would have denied if he was to choose a
father.
Yet, his father never
retaliated or raised his voice. Instead, he silently carried the weight of
guilt, wondering if he had failed his son. He worked even harder, sacrificing
his own comfort, just to appease Tatenda’s to his level best.
A year after
completing his advanced-level studies, Tatenda had a vivid and
disturbing dream — his father passed away. He woke in a cold sweat, trembling
with fear and guilt. That morning, he turned to his mother for comfort. But
instead of consoling him, she looked into his eyes and said softly,
“Your father has done
his best for you with the little he had. He denied himself of anything, better
clothes and even his rest so that you could have a better chance at life. Yet
you never appreciated him. You compared your life to others instead of being
thankful for the love and sacrifice to achieve your schooling.”
Tatenda was
struck to the core. Falling to his knees, he begged for forgiveness, confessing
his selfishness and shame. He imagined his father, frailty and weariness from
years of toil and wept bitterly.
In that
moment, Tatenda rose from a dream, and realized the depth of his
mischief — to a love that asked for nothing in return. He told his father of
the dream and asked him to forgive him.
From that day forward, Tatenda changed
completely. Gratitude replaced pride; humility silenced anger. He worked side
by side with his father, cherishing each moment they shared. The two rebuilt
not only their bond but their entire way of living — Tatenda got a highest
paying job in town and changed the life of his family.
Tatenda finally
understood that love is measured not by what we receive, but by what others
sacrifice to give.
Moral Lesson to the Story:
Appreciate what you
have. Be thankful for those who labor silently for your comfort.
Honor your parents.
Understand their struggles. Cherish their love.
And above all, give
thanks to God, who blesses those who live with humility and gratitude

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