Is it really worth it?

Just when you think about giving in to that temptation, ask yourself 'is it worth it?'
The problem most youths face is the inability to look beyond their forehead. Most youths do not know that there's more to life than what the eyes can see or sees. Let me share this story with you, maybe it will give you an better view of what I am saying. Leke has been like a son to me and I really love him. He just complete his secondary education and was looking forward to this University freedom. The fact that the University is a place that you parents aren't doesn't mean you should take liberty for granted, I always told him. He proved himself to be a good boy in his first year and came out with a first class result, I was so impressed.
The second semester held suprises for me Leke began to take unusual advantage of this his freedom and began to move in the company of his so called God-forsaken friends. I was shocked when I heard that Leke was suspended for hoarding contrabands. I was so speechless when his Mother told me on phone. This was the same Leke I trusted so much and he let me down.
The story might be short but it holds one great message; never ever let your loved ones down, most especially God. My POS lecturer would say it is a sin to go to a private university and graduate with a third class.
So, friends, before you give in to that thing you never do at home or in the presence of your parents, ask yourself 'IS IT WORTH IT?'

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