DESTINY (wild spouses...)

Passion

Kevin’s POV

* Clears of throat * My name is Henry Kevin. The first child and the only son of my parents. If I mean the only son of my parents doesn't mean I am the only child of my parents. I have a kid sister. She is Emma by name. I am just older than her with just few years and I must say the two of us are Cat and Rat if you must understand what I meant by that words "Cat and Rat" Regardless,she is understandably.

What I really found crazy about my sister is she is a "Coquette" and "Social Butterfly". If you don't understand what I meant by those mention vocabulary,I will come down to your level. It means she loves and flirts with guys so much. Whenever she sees or hear about guys, She goes bananas. Sometimes,I do wonder what kind of sister I had. Let's close the chapter of my sister and go back to the previous chapter of mine.

Like I had said earlier, I am the only son of my parents. My father is a well off business man who runs a telecommunication company. On the other hand,my mum sells gold. She runs a company of golds. I must say my parents are filthy well off and well heeled which means I was born into a home of riches and wealths.

The little difference was that my dad is a typical Igbo man while my mum is a Yoruba woman. Still, it doesn't halt the love which bonded them up. But, what's the essence of being born into a rich and wealthy home without doing what I loved and wished to do?

Oh dammit,I didn't tell you this. I am a sport addict and my favorite sport is boxing and wrestling.

My actual course is Boxes sport. I loves boxes sport so much. In fact, i had a big passion for it so much. When it comes to the sport,my head sparks a lot. I mustn't hear the words "Boxing",I would be beaming like I won a million dollars.

If you don't know,I am a follower of mike Tyson or should I say I am a fan of him and other greatest boxer of all time like Muhammad Ali, Floyd may weather Jr and other past boxers of all time. I can spend the whole day watching the video of these greatest boxer of all time.

My parents and sister knew me for that. Boxing could bring up a million dollars if my parents were on my path. But, hell no.

Since i was a kid, I had Passion for boxes sport. Probably, I was six years of age when I began to have strong feelings of enthusiasm for it. I couldn't remember vividly since it was many years ago. I loved the way the boxers hits each others on their faces.

To me, I saw it as a fun when I was a kid. I would follow the steps of those boxer as they do in the TV by putting it to practice. All days and nights,I would be fighting an invisible person in the house. Until one day, I kicked away a flower vase placed on a big table by err which was smashed into pieces that no expert in the world would ever try to glue back.

My mum who was in the kitchen rushed out yelling Out my name. By then,I was eight years of age. I expect my mum to give me the beating of my life or scold me for crashing the flower vase because it was a very expensive vase. Instead,she was pampering me and giving me a nice embrace with a nervous looks on her face saying gently.

Mercy: Oh Kevin,what mess have you done? Oh my God,oh my God, I hope you weren't hurt..Are you hurt?

All I could do was to shake my head "Nae" While she checks on me if I wasn't hurt indeed. She embraced me once more time with a nervous looks on her face. She sat me on a couch while she cleaned up the mess before my dad's came home.

When my Dad found out the flower vase was broken by me, my dad scolded me and it was when my mum was absent at home. I felt like the floor should just open up and swallow me up due to my dad's scold. When it comes to discipline, my dad was damn strict.

My mum is also strict not just like my dad. I was sure if my dad was competed at scolding, The dad of mine would win a prize for it. He wasn't just scolding at me for smashing the vase. It was for practicing what the boxer on the TV were doing. My dad had seen me do it times without number and cautioned me not to follow such step. But,I fell on deaf ears. My dad squat before me and palmed my shoulders. Then,he said with a low calm voice after such crazy scold of him.

Pius: Kevin, what do you loves to become in the future?

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Kevin: Dad, I would love to become a boxer like Mike Tyson and Muhammad Ali. So,I can be known around the world in the future.

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My dad was flabbergasted from my sharp witty reply. All he could do was to beam faintly at me and Said gently to scare me off.

Pius: Kevin..I don't wish a kind of dream like that for you in the future..Let me tell you something,those boxers you see in the TV are slayers..What I meant by Slayers, is Killers. They're not good people to stay with because they kill one another. Do you want to become a killer in the future like them?

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Kevin: No Dad!!

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Pius: Good. Then,if you don't wanna become a killer like them in the future,stay away from every activities from being like them..Don't watch them on TV again,okay?

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Kevin: Okay Dad!

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Pius: That's good of you..that's my boy

As a kid, I already believed all those sweet talks of my Dad. As I began to grow,I realized it was all phoney (false) my Dad had poured out to me. I understood my Dad only wanted to erase the thought of becoming a boxer from my memory. It didn't halt me from resuming into my passion For boxes sport.

Whenever my Dad wasn't present in the house or country,I was always joyous and felt bossy no one could boss me at home. I would watch the movements of the boxers on the TV and put it to practice. And when my dad is present at home,I would watch them on my Tab in my room and also give it to practice. My pillows was my crazy bags(Punch bags).

Due to the punches of my fists,my pillows were so soft and untidy. I never mind or Care Since it was in my room. I had a job for myself as a trainer of becoming a boxer and it was only done in my room. I could do a millions push up and other work out a day just to have big chest,muscles and Six packs prompt.

Due to my personal trainings at home, I was fearless at school. I was bold as lion. I expected any guy to cross His boundary. No one to be dealt with except for a person at my school who I didn't wish to see or talk about in my entire life. Such person was always freaking me out. Anyways, I kept my secret passion for boxes sport as I grew older. I never wanted my parents to know about it especially my Dad. Except, my sister who understood me Deeply about my Dreams and passion. Emma never saw anything nasty reasons being a boxer.

Whenever my parents weren't present, I would sneak out of the house to a pal of mine uncle's boxing gym to train myself to become a boxer without my parents being noticed of my movements. My parents never gave my sis and I chance to just have a step out of the gates. My sister and I were always indoor. A day was always a day off for me at the boxing gym and it was only Saturday when my parents were always home. They don't go out on Saturdays and Sundays for work. I was only trained for six weeks without my parents noticed or suspected.

Due to those weekly trainings, I have developed abs. My sister was always going gaga and flocking around me just because of my abs. You know girls loves something like it. In fact,they could die being with a guy because of something like that. Well, I never let my parents knew about my abs. I was always hiding it from them because I knew the kind of parents I had. They could bombard you with questions and you dare not give them shits especially my crazy dad.

Once he throws you with a question, you give him a straight answers. There's no sign of stammering. That's how to tell you my dad doesn't condone Indiscipline. You do shits with him,he turns you into a s**t.