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He lost his dear mum to the cold hands of death immediately after his brother (Benjamin) was given birth to. Joseph had enough reasons to hate his little brother. He could have blamed is brother for the death of their mother, but he choose to love him instead.
His dad was at that time on the run because of being successful on the job. He was being pursued also for a crime he didn't commit. We could say his father had lots to deal with also.

He had several older brothers who could have looked out for him and taken care of him as a child but the opposite was the case. His growth setup is a lot similar to that of an average African polygamous family of this day where you have the father, mothers (wives) and the children from all wives. He was the first son of the most loved and youngest wife. So he received a one off strong attention and affection from the father and this made his older brothers more jealous and swollen with anger towards him.
The older brothers all had their mum around to care for them but this young man lost is mum when he was just a child. Probably that was why the father created a one off time for him. Child spacing in those days I picture may be as short as 2 or three years. He may just be as young as 3 years old when he lost his mum in a polygamous setting.
Losing your mum who could have cared for and protected you in such a setting would have been a really big blow on any child. One would have thought he would attract pity and care from other wives and brothers. But the little attention and care he got from the very scarce father who had loads of issues to deal with made his brothers and probably other wives hate him more. Irony of life.

I picture he really didn't have friends as such whom he could confide in or spend time with away from the unfriendly home set up. I reckon he was forced to grow up faster than he should. He grew up alone among adults just like me. He soon developed into a teenager who had a pretty rough start in life. He was usually on his own.
Then one time, his father made him a beautiful coat of many colors. Probably the only material gift he ever received from anyone all through that period of his life. How he must have cherished this gift. But this only gift only made his woes increase. His brothers hated him the more.
They even thought about killing him. oh how sad! He must have felt the entire world crumbling on him. How deeply emotionally hurt he must have felt seeing his own brothers planning his death right in front of him. No one to rescue or plead on his behalf.

The offense that made him face a near death sentence was because he had an identity. He knew who he was. He had a glimpse of his future and he lived towards that future. His identity wasn't even about his beautiful coat of many colors. His identity was not about what he had on him. It was about his inner self. What he had on the inside. What he could see while his eyes were closed. What he thought in his mind while all he gets and feels from those around him is hate.What he chose to see in all of his troubles as a young man.

It matters to let you know that discovering yourself, knowing who you are and who you can be, having an identity comes with some challenges. This is not to say you should not take the discovery trip and live true to your identity. Because the benefits far outweighs the challenges.
Infact the challenges makes your story exciting in the end and you get to learn a lot. It also brings the best out of you.

You know what? The challenges tend to unveil some hidden potentials and swags you never thought you had.
My own story continues soon on the post and we shall be reading more on temperament, character, behaviors and personality.undefined
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This past Sunday i was with a family and their 2 yr old was all over the place throwing and kicking balls. He has all kinds of ball. I was amazed at how he was kicking the black & white patterned soccer ball. He had amazing throws and kicks. He looked small for what he was doing but it was obvious his outward size didn't match the energy and talent of a world class footballer in him being displayed at that moment. His brother on the other hand loves to play with animal characters, ride bicycle and play chess. Yes he plays chess at age 4. I would be asking for too much asking the chess player to kick a ball as his 2 yr old brother does.

These two kids somehow know they are different individuals.

The 2 Year old knows he is the bubbly, jumpy, playful type.Plus he likes food. While the 4 yr old knows he is the one off playful, clingy, animal character and moving toys type. He hardly eat. Each of these boys knows what toys to point at in a toy store. Their parents, minders and teachers knows 2yr old is different from 4 yr old despite being born by same parents. In fact the 4 yr old knowing his brothers preference for toys can tell you his brother would not accept a set of toys from you because that is not the type of toys he has interest in. Amazing.

I could say these boys know themselves. They have an identity and they know it.

Building on the past posts that bothers on self discovery and identity i would like to let you know that it matters that you know yourself. Not just knowing yourself, knowing who you are. Its a giant step towards fulfillment in life irrespective of age. Below are some reasons why knowing your identity does matter.

1. You will have a sense of direction and purpose for existence. Jesus clearly knew what His existence on earth was for as shown in the scriptures below:

God’s Spirit is on me;he’s chosen me to preach the Message of good news to the poor,Sent me to announce pardon to prisoners and recovery of sight to the blind, To set the burdened and battered free, to announce, “This is God’s year to act!”.

2. In the game of football, players are arranged on the field of play. No player just takes any position. The positioning is based on their strengths and abilities. You and i know it will be awkward having the goal keeper in the middle of the field of play. You will know your strengths and weaknesses. Not for you to be proud with your strength or shrink in because of your weakness. But for you to know what good lies in your strength for you and for others and to be better on your weakness. You become a solution and being sought after when you develop your strengths.

3. Your identity helps you know what to accept and what to reject. It gives you a sense of dignity being treated for who you are. I mean discovering your innate strengths and interest, exhibiting it and being treated for that.

4. You will be able to live above mediocrity and status quo. You will stand out.

5. It saves you time and energy. You won't live life trying to be somebody else. Trying to be somebody else can be frustrating.

The benefits goes on and on. Please feel free to add yours in the comment tab.undefined
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When a baby is born, almost immediately, older ones around start to describe who the baby looks like. Some say the baby looks like dad, mum, grand dad, grand mum etc. I remember as a child, some say i looked like my dad, some say mum, some say my brother, some say my sister, my dad said i looked like his mum in fact he gave me a name for that reason.
After a while the person who once said i looked like my mum said i looked like my sister again. I grew much older and i get other description of who i resembled. At a time my dad took pride in me resembling his mum (my maternal grandma) and also having liked some things he liked. I am sure you can relate with my story.

Many a time some parent(s) changes towards us for not resembling them either physically or behaviorally and we wonder why. We tend to want to try to be like such a parent so we can keep being in their good books and many atimes we just can not help the changes we feel in our personality and we just want to be different.

At this point we may be seen as rebellious, disobedient, proud, arrogant, non-classy, low class etc.
This also happens within our peers. Some friends want you to be like them, do things, speak, dress, walk and even treat people like they do.
They want you to like the things they like and hate the ones they hate. Some go as far as wanting you to go to places they go only and talk to people they talk to only. Isn't that amazing? It is like other people want to mold you into who they think you should be or what they want you to be. Argghhh!

Taking up different personalities or trying to be and please different people can be so confusing.
But the truth is we all want to be identified. In fact we want to at other times be associated with some set of people or somebody. We take pride in being referred to as looking like or acting like somebody.
For instance, you being a look alike of Barack Obama, president of The United States. This is not bad in itself. We may even stop talking to those who do not realize or acknowledge our resemblance in looks or acts with

But i would like for you to know that you need to know WHO YOU ARE as a person. Yes we pick different characteristics and traits from our grannies, parents, caregivers, guardian, siblings, and our environment.
But each person still needs to know who he or she really is.
Knowing who you are is a very important step every human being needs to take in life. It is the key to unlocking great potentials in you.
Though it could be a challenging journey of discovery but let me say it is far more rewarding when you know who you are than being somebody else' shadow.

Have you ever wondered why somebody would talk and play and shout for hours without being tired and you can't just do half of that before you get exhausted?

Ever wondered why some people just like to be left alone indoor and some always want to be on the run or on the move?

The answer is simply because of difference in personality. They may have physical resemblance with someone in the nuclear or extended family but their personality is not the same as that of the person they resemble the most.

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