The story illustrates how inherent character and choices, rather than circumstances, ultimately shape one's destiny, with kindness and integrity leading to blessings, while arrogance and deceit result in ruin.
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They said two children can grow in the
same house and still be complete
strangers in spirit and nothing proved
it more than Nana and Eve. They were
step sisters, but you wouldn't even
think they shared the same compound.
When Nana was calm, soft-spoken, and
kind to the bones, Eve carried arrogance
the way some people carried their
shadow, everywhere, all the time,
without shame. Nana's mother had died
when she was very young. Her father
remarried a few years later, hoping to
fill the empty space in Nana's life. But
the man didn't last long. Years of
smoking and drinking caught up with him,
and kidney failure took him away before
Nana could even finish primary school.
[crying] After he died, everything
changed. Most women would have abandoned
the children of another woman, but not
Mama Eve. She treated both girls like
they came from her own womb. She worked
from morning till night farming,
weaving, washing for neighbors just to
feed them, clothe them, and train them
well. She bought them the same food, the
same wrappers, the same slippers. She
paid school fees for both. She prayed
for both. And when Nana cried at night,
missing her mother, Mama Eve held her
the same way she held Eve on her bad
days. She was the kind of woman the
village respected, a mother with a clean
heart. But no matter how much love she
poured, no matter how many times she
corrected her, Eve refused to change.
Her arroance was like a sickness. A
sweet one she enjoyed and didn't want to
be cured of. Whenever Eve and Nana
walked through the village, the
difference between them was painful to
watch. If they passed by elderly women
walking slowly, balancing firewood on
their heads, Nana would greet politely,
"Good afternoon, mama." But Eve, Eve
would laugh loudly and mock them,
saying, "Can't you walk faster? Even
snails move better." If children played
on the dusty path, Nana would smile and
walk carefully so she didn't step on
their toys. But Eve would kick their
tins and stones away, shouting, "Do you
want to scratch my leg? Move." Nana
spent half her life apologizing for
Eve's mouth. She apologized to elders.
She apologized to mothers. She
apologized to children. Sometimes she
even apologized to goats because Eve
would scream at them too. Mama is trying
for you. Nana would whisper whenever Eve
insulted someone again. She's trying to
raise you well. Why don't you listen?
But Eve would roll her eyes and hiss.
Ah, Nana, leave me alone. I don't have
time for all these your good girl
things. Mama Eve prayed, she fasted, she
begged, she scolded. Nothing entered
Eve's head until one fateful morning.
After years of training, correcting,
praying, and hoping for change, Mama Eve
called the two girls into her room. She
didn't shout, she didn't scold. She
simply sat on her small wooden stool,
wiped her hands on her rapper, and said
calmly, "Children, you are old enough
now. It's time to start taking care of
yourselves." Nana looked worried. Eve
looked excited. Mama E continued, "The
world is bigger than this village. Go
out and explore. Look for work, earn
your own money, and build your future.
There are plenty of opportunities in the
neighboring village. People go there,
and in one year, their lives change. The
girl's eyes widened. Freedom, money, a
new life. It was everything they had
wished for. Before she could finish
speaking, Eve jumped up and screamed,
"Yes, mama. Thank you. I'm tired of this
boring place. I want to make money and
show everyone that I'm somebody." Nana
smiled softly. Mama, are you sure we are
ready? Mama Eve nodded. Life will teach
you what I couldn't. Just remember the
values I raised you with. Eve rolled her
eyes and hissed. Ah, values don't pay
bills, Mama. Money does. Mama Eve
ignored the comment. She stood up, held
both their hands, and prayed for them. A
long emotional prayer that carried the
weight of a mother's love and fear. That
same day, the compound became noisy with
excitement. The girls told all their
friends. Some screamed in joy, some were
jealous, some wished them luck. Eve
wasted no time. She went to the market,
bought new clothes, stood in front of
every mirror she could find, and snapped
imaginary pictures like someone about to
travel abroad. Nana, on the other hand,
packed carefully, soap, water, food, and
her mother's Bible. She braided her hair
neatly. Mama Eve gathered them one last
time. She said, "My daughters, you are
my daughters. Make me proud. Don't
forget who you are. They hugged her
tightly. Even Eve, who rarely showed
emotion, hugged her mother longer than
usual. They didn't know it yet, but that
journey would be the beginning of
something far bigger and far darker than
anything they ever expected. Then the
two girls stepped onto the dusty road
leading out of their home, laughing,
excited, and dreaming of the great
future ahead of them. their bags
bouncing against their backs as they
walked deeper into the forest path that
led to the neighboring village. For
hours they tked under the hot sun, their
feet sinking into the red earth. They
stopped to rest whenever their legs
burned, ate roasted yum when hunger
pinched their stomachs, and drunk from
clean flowing streams whenever thirst
took over. Eve talked the entire time.
"I swear, Nana," she said, tossing her
brace behind her shoulder. When I get my
first paycheck, I will buy the most
beautiful dress in that village. Then
I'll attract the most handsome and
richest man. You'll see. Nana laughed
softly. Eve, we haven't even gotten the
job yet. Ah, leave that one. I know
money is waiting for me. I was born for
enjoyment, too. Nana just shook her
head. She didn't argue. That was one
thing about the sisters. Eve dreamt
loudly. Nana dreamt quietly. They
continued walking deeper into the thick
forest where the air was cooler and the
birds sang melodies from far away
branches. Suddenly they reached a place
where the road split into two. One road
curved sharply to the left. The other
stretched to the right. The girls
stopped. They stared. "Which one should
we follow?" Nana asked. A shrugged.
"Does it matter? All roads lead
somewhere." "You know what, Nana? Since
you want to slow down, I'm choosing my
own path. Eve said, "The right one looks
brighter. That is the road of destiny.
My destiny." Nana frowned. "Eve, we
should stay together." "Uh-uh. Are you
my mother?" Eve hissed. "Go your own
way. Let me go mine. We will meet in the
village later." Nana sighed. She looked
at the left road one more time.
Something about it felt calm, safe, like
it was calling her gently. "I will go
left," she said quietly. "Good, I'm
going right. See you at the top. Eve
waved dramatically and marched down her
road, humming to herself. Nana watched
her sister disappear into the sun. Then
she turned to the left path and took her
first step. And that was the moment, the
very moment their destiny split like the
road beneath their feet. And the choices
they made that day would follow them for
the rest of their lives. Their destinies
had just begun. The two sisters walked
for a long time down their separate
paths. But somehow the forest eventually
joined into one again and led them both
into the same place, a large noisy
market in the neighboring village. The
sun was beginning to set, women
bargaining loudly. Children ran
everywhere, and traders called customers
with sweet tonged promises. Right at the
entrance of the market sat an old, frail
woman. Her wrapper was faded, her eyes
sunken, her hands trembled as she held
out a small calabash. "Please, a piece
of bread. Anything to eat," she
whispered. Nana stopped immediately. Her
heart squeezed painfully at the sight of
the woman. Without a second thought, she
opened her bag, brought out the last
slice of bread she had been saving, and
gave it to the old woman. She even knelt
beside her and offered her water. The
old woman at slowly, tears forming in
the corners of her eyes. Bless you, my
daughter, she whispered. What is your
name? You don't look like someone from
this village. My name is Nana, she
replied softly. I came here to look for
work, but I don't even know where to
stay tonight. The old woman wiped her
mouth with the back of her hand and
stared deeply at her. Young girl,
kindness is rare these days. You gave me
your last food without thinking twice.
Come with me. You will sleep in my home
tonight. You are safe with me. Nana
hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She
followed the woman through the narrow
village path until they reached a small
mud hut. Inside, the woman spread an old
but clean mat and gave Nana a small bed
in the corner. "Rest, my daughter," she
said quietly. "Tomorrow will bring its
own blessings." "Nana thank her and laid
down," not knowing that her choice had
already opened the door her destiny had
been waiting for. Meanwhile, on the
other side of the same market, Eve had
just arrived. The same old man was still
seated where she had been before. Her
calabash still stretched forward.
>> Please, a piece of bread.
Anything to eat.
>> You, my bread? You're not even worthy of
eating the crumbs. I'd rather feed a pig
than waste food on you.
>> The woman quietly withdrew her hand. Her
eyes dimmed, but she said nothing. Eve
strutted into the market with
confidence, raising her voice. Please,
who is hiring? I need work. I'm strong.
I'm smart. Who needs help? But trader
after trader shook their heads. No
space. We don't know you. We are not
hiring. Come back in 1 month. Some
didn't even look away. By sunset, Eve's
confidence had faded. Her legs.
Her throat was dry. And for the first
time, she realized she had nowhere to
sleep. Fear wrapped around her like a
cold cloth. She remembered her sister.
She remembered the forest. She
remembered the insult she threw at the
old woman. As people began packing their
goods and night crept into the market,
Eve's heart pounded. She looked around
desperately, and there the old woman was
slowly standing up to leave. "Mama,
please," Eve whispered as she approached
her. "Please take me with you. I don't
have anywhere to sleep. Forgive what I
said earlier. The old woman looked at
her for a long moment, too long, as if
she was weighing her heart. Then she
nodded. "Come," she said simply. "Eve
followed her quietly." The old one
pointed to another bed beside the wall.
"You will sleep here," she said. Eve
dropped onto the bed without a word,
exhausted. She had no idea that her
earlier insult had already carved a mark
on her destiny and that both sisters,
though in different places, were now in
the care of the same old woman, someone
far more powerful than she appeared. The
next morning, Nana woke up before the
sun touched the sky. She swept the
compound, washed her face, and asked the
old woman softly, "Mama, please, where
is the stream? Let me fetch water for
you." The woman pointed and Nana hurried
off. She fetched clean water, washed the
old woman's clothes, cooked a simple
meal, and made sure she ate and bathed
before she left for the market. She even
held her hand and walked her gently to
the roadside. "Be safe, mama," she said.
Then she returned home, cleaned the hut,
arranged the old woman's mats, and
finally rested. When the woman came back
that evening, she called Nana to sit
beside her. My daughter, you will not
get a job in this village. Stay here
with me. Work for me. I will pay you
well. Nana blinked. But mama, can you
afford to pay me? The woman smiled.
Don't worry about that. Just focus on
your work and do not get distracted.
Nana nodded and agreed. And so her job
began. She walked with joy, fetching
water, cooking, cleaning, laughing with
the old woman at night as they sat
beside the fire telling stories. She
planted a small garden beside the hut,
growing bright flowers of every color.
These flowers are as beautiful as your
heart, Nana, the old woman would say.
Nana would smile, shy and innocent.
Meanwhile, in the other hut, Eve's
morning looked nothing like Nana's.
After the old woman held her the
previous night, Eve slept deeply, so
deeply that she didn't wake up even
after the woman swept, bathed, and left
for the market. By the time the woman
returned, Eve was still lying on the
bed, stretching lazily. She hadn't
swept, she hadn't freshed water, she
hadn't cooked, she hadn't done anything.
The old woman called her gently, "My
daughter, I want to implore you, if you
are willing." Eve busted out laughing
loudly. You employ me with what money?
Mama, please don't make me laugh too
much this early morning. But the woman
only smiled patiently. Do not worry
about the money. Just focus on your work
and do not get distracted. Eve finally
agreed but not with a clean heart. And
so her job also began. She refused to
lift a finger. She insulted the woman
daily, called her dirty, mocked her
wrinkles, stole her small coins, and
lied without blinking. She slammed
doors, broke plates, yelled at the woman
for moving too slowly. The woman cried
orphan. "Please, Eve, don't treat me
like this." But Eve wouldn't listen. She
grew worse every day. A whole year
passed. Two huts, two girls, two
destinies growing quietly in opposite
directions. Then one fateful day, Eve
was searching the hut for money to
steal, lifting calabashes, shaking
baskets, opening pots, when something
shiny rolled out from behind a clay pot.
A diamond, small, bright, and shaped
like a teardrop. Eve's eyes widened. She
snatched it immediately. She hid it
inside her rapper. Didn't show the old
woman. Didn't ask questions. Didn't feel
guilt. She whispered, "Lock has finally
found me." That same day, Nana was
cleaning her own heart, humming softly,
where she moved an old clay pot and had
something fall to the floor. She bent
down and saw a diamond. Nana gasped
softly, but instead of hiding it, she
simply picked it up and gently dropped
it back into the clay pot. "This must
belong to Mama," she said. She covered
the pot and continued cleaning. And just
like that, two sisters on the same day
found the same gift. "One returned it,
the other stole it, and Fate was
silently watching." The next morning,
the girls were ready to return to their
village. Each of them had lived a full
year with the old woman, each in her own
hut. When Nana stepped outside, the old
woman smiled softly, a smile that
carried warmth, wisdom, and something
not of this world. She said, "My
daughter, Neil." Nana obeyed
immediately. The old woman reached into
the clay pot and brought out the diamond
Nana had returned the day before. She
placed it gently in Nana's hand. This is
your reward. You have a kind heart and
your words carry light. From today
onward, whatever you say will shine like
this diamond. Anyone who hears you speak
will feel the love inside you. Nana
stared at the diamond, her eyes filling
with tears. She hugged the old woman
tightly. Thank you, mama. The woman
smiled. Go in peace, child. Your
kindness has spoken for you. Meanwhile,
in her own heart, Eve was impatiently
tapping her foot. Mama, I need to go.
The old woman sighed and reached into
her pot, but nothing was inside. The
diamond Eve had stolen was gone.
>> My child, where is the diamond that was
in this pot? Eve crossed her arms. How
will I know? How can a wretched old
woman like you even own a diamond? The
old woman's face fell. A deep sadness
washed over her. The sort of sadness
spirits feel when a human fails a test
meant to save them. She shook her head.
Eve, your own mouth has judged you. You
insulted me. You stole from me. You
lied. You mocked the blessings meant to
lift you. Eve, hissed loudly. So what? I
already wasted one full year here. I'm
living. Stay here alone and die
miserable. The old woman closed her eyes
and her voice changed older, deeper,
echoing like wind in a cave. From this
day forward, your mouth will bring
nothing good. Just as you insulted
others, insult will be your language.
Just as your heart held darkness,
darkness will pour from your lips.
Whatever you speak will be bitterness.
Eve rolled her eyes and stormed off. She
didn't look back. The sisters met again
at the exact spot where their parts had
separated. Nana smiled and hugged Eve
warmly. Eve, I missed you. Let's go
home. As they walked, Nana narrated
everything that happened in her heart.
The kindness, the garden, the diamond.
Eve laughed mockingly and narrated her
own version, twisting the truth, calling
the spirit woman a miserable bed,
mocking the heart and even bragging
about the diamond she stole. When they
finally reached their father's compound,
Mama Eve ran to them, tears rushing down
her cheeks. "My daughters, you are
home." She hugged them over and over
before ushering them inside. "Come and
eat. Tell me everything." Nana began
narrating her experiences. She reached
inside her bag to bring out the diamond.
But instead of one, dozens of bright
diamonds spilled out of her bag, shining
like a heap of stars. Mama. Nana gasped.
It multiplied. Mama Eve covered her
mouth in awe. This is not human
blessing. This is the reward of
goodness. Eve jumped up excitedly. Let
me check mine, too. She grabbed her bag,
pulled it open eagerly, and Rat jumped
out. Dozens of them, chasing each other,
squealing, running around the room. Eve
screamed. She emptied the bag. All the
money she stole, all the coins she hid,
the diamond she took. Everything had
turned into rats. Her lips trembled.
"Mama, what is this?" Mama Eve sighed
painfully. My daughter, this is the
reward for your behavior. From that day,
Nana used her diamonds wisely. She
started a flower business using the
bright flower she learned to grow in the
old woman's hut. People love to hear her
speak because her words carried warmth,
peace, and healing. Her life blossomed
just like her guiding. Eve, on the other
hand, no one wanted to talk to her.
Whenever she opened her mouth, insults
slipped out without her control. People
avoided her. Her mouth became her
punishment. Her behavior became her
cause. Because in life, you reap what
your heart plants. And the spirit world
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