THREE LESSONS I HAVE LEARNT FROM MY “ROUGH ROAD”
I live in a fairly new vicinity on the hills of
Kwabenya, close to the Akuapim Range. One important characteristics of this
area which is called Bank of Ghana, is its bad road network. The place is
called so because, according to the first settlers, the estates were built by
the Central Bank for its staff. However, they failed to come and live in
because of the lack of amenities of which water and road is inclusive.
Coming in from a relatively plush community in
Adenta, where the roads are all networked and tarred, I wondered why my parents
would settle such a place as Bank of Ghana where one would have to walk miles
before setting eye on a taxi. And woe bêtise you if you hire the services of a
taxi driver who is not used to the rocky and steep nature of our road.
On one such occasions, when I picked a taxi from
Ashongman Estates (which is a walking distance but for the steepness of the
road that leads to Bank of Ghana), I wished the ground would open and devour
both the driver and me. I was getting sick of his complains for close to ten
minutes that I had sat in his taxi till I got to the gate of my house. (As
though his car had just arrived from the Driver and Vehicle Licensing
Authority)
His bone of contention as I would expect was that, “your
road is not good. If I knew this was how your road was, I wouldn’t have picked
you for just GHC4.”
To a large extent, I thought he was right, owing
from the fact that it was late, thus making it difficult to see and causing his
car to scratch on the rocks. But then he was also getting me irritated making
it seem as though the construction of the road was my responsibility. I tried to
make him understand that the road had to be constructed by the Estate
Developers but I guess his naivety made him think otherwise.
One particular thing I noticed about this driver was
his haste to get me home and get back onto a “better” road. It was then it
dawned on me that, he could have “enjoyed” driving on this road if he had
applied some three principles in life.
First, the need for PATIENCE. Weeks after my
encounter with this driver, I have come across several drivers who have given
me the same complains when I hire their services. Once I told one such driver
that just as life, this “rough road” teach us one lesson; to be patient. I explained
to him that, because the road is rocky and steep, it was important for him to
exercise patience in order not to destroy any part of his car. I told him that
patience was a virtue if well exhibited could one to places because exercising
patience as a driver meant cautious driving.
Secondly, I told him that driving on a “rough road”
teaches one the need to SLOW DOWN. Once again I explained to him that, there
have been many instances where we have to slow down in order not to hit our
heads against the wall. I told him that, slowing down doesn’t mean one is a
fool rather; one is wise and taking life a step at a time. I used a scenario
where the youth of today want to get rich quickly and would take whatever means
faster to make those riches. And that is why “sakawa” has becoming common among
the youth of today. I told him that when we slow down in life or even in the
event that we are driving; it helps us prevent a lot of accidents.
The last but not the least lesson that I told him
about driving on a “rough road” was the need to PAUSE or WAIT in life. I explained
to him that, at certain points on a “rough road” we are compelled to stop, wait
or pause in order to allow an oncoming vehicle to pass as a result of some
parts of the road being completely lost to erosion. I told him that, it was
necessary because if we failed to pause, stop or wait and try to manoeuvre our
way through the narrow road paying no regard to the coming vehicle, we end up
causing an accident, which could result in the loss of lives.
When I had almost reached my destination, I
explained to him that, these lessons or principles is what applies to our daily
lives and that by observing them, doesn’t make one foolish, but wise.
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