As a child, I really couldn’t have thought life would turn out the way it turned out. Back then, I was looking at attending school and getting good marks to be rewarded with either a cellphone or dolls (I played with Barbie. I was just that boy who did the things),
I wanted to be the Karabo Moroka to my Ezweni, and the intensive desire made me work as hard as I could as a child. Along with being of a competitive nature. I had my sister who was, and still is smart, my brother who was just as clever. Being a second born, I sort of had to balance them, I did. For me to be able to even balance them, I needed to atleast put in an extra 10%. To be able to claim victory, a solid 50% was require. Boy did I deliver.
We have been brought to this earth not only to live, but to serve a purpose. Some of the many traits I have been able to see with myself were that I am a champion. I will stop at nothing to make sure that I contribute towards my very own success. I’m hopeful that I will have my R5 million by the age of 30. This is in the same way that I was the first child with my siblings to have a camera phone. Again, I knew I had to put in the work which then translated in me owning what was then the best cellphones.
Do I have doubts about how life will turn out and if I’ll really own a sum of even a million? Yes! Do I really think that I can do it? Definitely!
I am sure you must’ve realised the challenge of planning things versus actually doing them. This has never been so much of a challenge for me. I have always been working hard for everything I call an asset now. I too, wish I was born in a family where you have generational wealth however, that would’ve killed the chances of really enjoying the fruits of MY work. I hate things that are given to me on a silver platter, like I had mentioned before, I’m very competitive. You can’t claim victory for something you haven’t fought for. Or atleast lifted a finger for, I am addicted to winning. Accomplishments are some of the words that sit comfortably with me. Accomplishments are words that love to sit and have coffee with me, words that love to sit and discuss Achieve, Success and Conquer with me.
Fate pulls strings differently for everyone; I am not going to run the next person’s race. If it means going against each other for a common goal, then bring it on. I find that me ending up in business or atleast, being in a corporate space currently is a manifest to how I was wired and put together. Business is an extremely competitive environment. You wake up chasing not only your business targets, but also profit that many other businesses are gunning for or even your person profit, or target.
After thoroughly assessing my potential and getting to a conclusion that I am limitless, I need to think of some of contingency plans as well as removals. Eliminate and place!
For example, reduce on “working HARD” look into “working SMART”. Some of the many ways to solidify getting to my R5 million mark at the age of 30.
Implementation is necessary however, executing is paramount.
I was born a Beast therefore, I am going to be an old rich man.
Much like the young Barbie doll crazed me, I need to keep the routine. The way I earned the respect (I had it in abundance boo) by being the ONLY boy who had that type of doll is the same way I want to be the boy who earned respect in the adulting life through persistence, resilience, working smart and thinking strategically and bringing life into those strategise.
A boy who is motivated, consistent, goal oriented and smart.
Such boys don’t die poor, they don’t die tired. . . They die wealthy!