No Human Being Is Disposable

There was a time when I believed that people stayed exactly as life presented them to us.

If they were poor, I thought poverty was their identity. If they were struggling, I assumed they would always struggle. If they had lost their way, I quietly placed them in a corner of my mind and decided that they would never find their way back.

I did not know then what life would eventually teach me:

Life happens.

And when life happens, everything can change.

A successful person can lose everything overnight. A respected person can make a mistake. A strong person can become weak. Someone who once had a beautiful home, a good job, friends, and comfort can suddenly find themselves depending on the kindness of others.

The truth is that none of us can predict the chapters ahead.

Today, you may be the one standing tall while someone else is struggling. Tomorrow, the roles may be reversed.

That is why we must be careful how we treat people.

The Man Everyone Forgot

In a small community lived a man named Kojo.

Years earlier, Kojo had been one of the most successful people in the town. He owned a thriving business and employed several young people. Whenever people saw him driving through town, they greeted him with wide smiles.

“Good morning, Mr. Kojo!”

“Good afternoon, Chairman!”

People respected him. Some admired him. Others wanted to be close to him because they believed his success would last forever.

Kojo also had many friends.

Or so he thought.

Then life happened.

His business began to struggle. A series of unexpected problems came one after another. Money that had once flowed freely disappeared. Debts increased. His business closed.

Suddenly, the man who had once employed others could barely support himself.

And something else changed too.

The people changed.

Those who once called him every day stopped calling.

Those who laughed loudly at his jokes no longer had time for him.

Some people crossed the road when they saw him coming because they feared he might ask for help.

Others spoke about him in whispers.

“Did you hear what happened to Kojo?”

“His life is finished.”

“He should have known better.”

“Who knows what he did with all his money?”

Kojo heard the stories.

At first, he tried to defend himself. Then he tried to explain. Eventually, he became silent.

The hardest part was not losing his money.

It was discovering how quickly people could throw another human being away.

One day, while walking through the market, he saw a group of people he once considered close friends. As he approached them, their conversation suddenly became quiet.

Kojo smiled.

“Good afternoon.”

A few responded without looking at him.

One of them quickly checked his watch.

“I have somewhere to be.”

Another picked up his bag.

“Yes, yes. We will talk later.”

But Kojo knew there would be no later.

He stood there for a moment, watching them walk away.

That was the day he understood something painful.

Some people only know how to love you when life is going well.

They celebrate you when you are useful.

They praise you when you have something to offer.

But when life changes and you can no longer give them what they want, they behave as though you no longer matter.

As though you have become disposable.

The Woman Who Still Saw Him

Not everyone abandoned Kojo.

There was an elderly woman in the community named Auntie Esi.

She did not have much herself, but she never changed the way she treated him.

Whenever she saw him, she greeted him warmly.

“Kojo, how are you today?”

Sometimes she gave him food.

Sometimes she simply sat beside him and talked.

She never asked him why he had failed.

She never reminded him of what he used to have.

She never looked at him with pity.

She treated him with dignity.

One afternoon, Kojo asked her, “Auntie Esi, why are you still kind to me when everyone else has forgotten me?”

The old woman looked at him for a long moment before answering.

“Because you are still Kojo.”

He lowered his head.

She continued.

“You lost your business. You lost your money. You lost some friends. But you did not stop being a human being.”

Kojo looked up.

Auntie Esi smiled.

“Never allow people's circumstances to determine whether they deserve respect. Today, someone may be down. Tomorrow, they may rise again. And even if they never rise to where they once were, they still deserve to be treated well.”

Those words stayed with him.

Life Has Many Seasons

Months passed.

Kojo began working again.

Not in the large office he once owned. Not with the expensive clothes and confident lifestyle he once enjoyed.

He started small.

Very small.

He helped a friend transport goods. He saved a little money. He learned new skills. He made mistakes. He started again.

Some days were difficult.

Some days he wanted to give up.

But Auntie Esi's words continued to follow him.

You are still Kojo.

Slowly, his life began to change.

One opportunity led to another.

A former customer who remembered his honesty offered him a chance to manage a small project. Kojo worked hard. The project succeeded. More opportunities followed.

Years later, Kojo was successful again.

But this time, he was different.

Success had taught him one lesson.

Failure had taught him another.

Whenever someone came to him looking for work, he remembered the days when people avoided him.

Whenever he saw someone struggling, he remembered how lonely it felt to be forgotten.

Whenever people spoke badly about someone who had fallen on difficult times, he would say:

“Be careful. Life can change very quickly.”

One day, one of the men who had abandoned him came looking for help.

His own business had collapsed.

He stood nervously outside Kojo's office, unsure whether Kojo would even agree to see him.

When Kojo heard his name, memories returned.

The market.

The silence.

The excuses.

The people walking away.

For a moment, Kojo said nothing.

Then he stood up.

“Bring him in.”

The man entered with his head lowered.

“Kojo,” he began quietly, “I know I have no right to ask you for anything.”

Kojo looked at him.

“I remember.”

The man nodded, tears gathering in his eyes.

“I am sorry.”

Kojo remained silent.

Then he remembered Auntie Esi.

He remembered her kindness when he had nothing.

He remembered the simple truth she had spoken:

A person does not stop being human because life becomes difficult.

Kojo sighed.

“Sit down,” he said.

The man looked surprised.

“I will not pretend that what happened did not hurt me,” Kojo continued. “But I have learned something since then. I will not throw you away simply because life has thrown you into a difficult situation.”

That day, Kojo helped him.

Not because he had forgotten the past.

But because he had learned from it.

Before You Throw Someone Away

Before you decide that someone is no longer important, remember this:

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