A remarkable story of kindness and destiny has emerged from Ibadan to Lagos, showing how a simple act of generosity can transform not just one life but two.
A former public school teacher, who once struggled financially, narrated how helping a stranger pay for his West African Examination Council (WAEC) fees eventually became the bridge to her own breakthrough years later.
According to her account, the life-changing moment began one evening after school in Ibadan, when a nervous boy appeared at her gate, holding a torn exercise book.
“Aunty please, I heard you help students. My WAEC form deadline is tomorrow. My mother is sick. Please, just help me write the exam,” the boy pleaded.
Though she barely had ₦21,000 left in her account, she took a leap of faith and paid the ₦19,500 registration fee for the boy. He thanked her and disappeared.
Years later, life had taken its toll. She lost her teaching job, her mother passed away, and she relocated to Lagos in search of new opportunities. After several failed attempts at securing employment, she was invited for a crucial interview at a multinational company.
At the interview, the panel informed her that the final decision would be made by the company’s new Regional Director. To her astonishment, the director who walked in was the same boy whose WAEC fee she had paid a decade earlier.
“Excuse me... were you once a teacher in Ibadan?” he asked.
When she confirmed, he broke into an emotional smile: “You paid for my WAEC.”
He immediately told the interview panel:
“I am who I am because one woman saw me as more than just a poor boy. I owe her my entire career.”
The interview ended with him offering her the job, but also promising:
“You have a seat at any table I sit at — for life.”
Today, she not only works with the company but also serves as a board advisor on youth outreach. In her honor, the once-struggling boy—now a top executive—has launched a scholarship fund in her name, enabling rural girls across Nigeria to access education.
Reflecting on the experience, she said:
“Sometimes he still calls me Aunty Teacher, and whenever I see him in suits and ties, I remember that day he stood at my gate, holding a torn book. I realize God was testing me with a seed, and I almost missed the forest it would grow.”
This extraordinary story continues to inspire many, reinforcing the power of kindness, sacrifice, and the ripple effect of giving hope to those in need.
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