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“My son, please come and sit with me.”

Jacob runs and sits next to his father. He wanted to hear the progress. What was going to happen next and how could he be of any help.

“My son, I love you. I love you very much. If I could do anything to change the situation I would. I never had what you have today. Your mother and I have worked hard to provide you and your siblings. If we could do anything we would, but we can’t. I want you to promise one thing my son.”

“What is it father?”

“Promise me that no matter what I tell you, you will continue to work hard in school. You will work and change your situation. Whatever I tell you should not change your ambitions and goals in life. I want to repeat, no matter who you wanted to be, this should not change anything. You can be better than us, and that is all we want. That is what your mother wants, that is what I want.”

Jacob’s mother who has been listening all this time, starts sobbing. She tries to smile, but fails and starts weeping. Jacob is confused.

“Mom don’t cry. Everything is going to be alright.” He tries to comfort her. She lifts her head up and smiles at him.

“I’m alright my son. Please listen to what your father has to say.”

Jacob turns to his father.

“My son, you remember we went to the hospital last week and we were waiting for the results. They have unfortunately told me that my condition is hereditary. They told us there is nothing more they can do. I’m sorry, but you have inherited my condition, and you are going to be blind in the next 2 months. There is nothing more we can do. All we have now is God. We must pray to him that He guides you and keeps you safe.”

“WHAT??!!! Am I going to have to beg like you on the streets?”

His father pauses as he is shocked by the question.

“No my son. You don’t have to. Nobody has to beg like me. I want you to continue to work harder. I never had the chance to go to school, but you do. Don’t look at where I am right now. You can change your situation and change your life. You will not be limited by your blindness. Your mom, your brothers, your sisters and I will always be here for you, and love you forever. I love you Jacob.”

“I love you too dad.”

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