My name is Victor Deetogo. I'm the last in the family of eight..I lost my eldest sister in the year 2004, she was so dear to me. The cause of her death created panick but thank God for my parents, they handled it Godly..
Growing up as a child wasn't easy, the street life...I did many nasty things( hmmm,,,I can't mention)..I could remember exchanging my spoilt snack(bread) for a better one in my prenursey days. In those days we use to pack our food in one cupboard then during break time we were allowed to go take yours and eat..
I also remembered falling on a sharp object which pierced deep inbetween my ribs..ouch you know how it feels..Tears rushed down my eyes passing inbetween my nose and cheek. I could hear the sound of it as it dropped on the ground, it was so thick..
I went through nursery, primary, secondary and excitingly I'm a 500level medical student of the university of Port Harcout, Nigeria. That means I'm a Nigerian..
More to come.....