“I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up,” he said. “And it is my privilege and my responsibility to ride all the way up with you,” I said.”- John Green
Hey there! Welcome to the launch of the brave series, I am pleased to have you here with me today😄.
Why don’t you get your glass of juice ready and some popcorn (something chew-able, eba if you like, 😂) as we get ready to introduce our very first guest? Common, go ahead💯.
Peter Medzi, well known as Petroy (@mr.petroy on Instagram), was born in Togo but raised in Ghana. He is a Ghanaian gospel saxophonist. Petroy has a passion for adventures, loves to travel, swim, shoot videos, and capture natural photos all the time. He is also a lover of Internet surfing. But wait, there’s more to this young man than these🤔.
As I introduce this young man, I remain short of words. Knowing who he is now and knowing where he came from, has challenged me beyond a reasonable doubt, I hope it does for you as well.
“Around 1998 in Togo, I was tortured; I was forced to eat what they knew I couldn’t finish. It was so bad, I had (hot water) burnt around my neck to my chest. Things were not easy for me at all and that made my grandmother come to my rescue thereby bringing me to Ghana.
I was living with my grandmother at “Nkotompo”, a suburb Region of Ghana, together with my two young brothers and yet again, life wasn’t easy for us. We were all living together in a small room of which there was no television nor furniture not to talk of even a bed to sleep on at night.
Life was very difficult for us to the extent that, “Daavi”, my grandma, needed to go round, looking for people with dirty clothes so she could wash; just to feed us, her grandchildren. She sometimes had to go to the Takoradi market in order to braid some of the market women’s hair so she could get some money to buy some foodstuffs for us. She sacrificed a lot, just for us.
I schooled at Gethsemane primary and J.H.S (Junior High School). I was an excellent student, always among the best in the class, however, I always lacked funds to support my education and that was pulling me backward in my studies.
My dressing alone back then would let you know how difficult life was for me and my family.
I was always wearing a torn uniform to school almost every day and because my uniform was torn, I would put on a jacket to cover my uniform, even on a hot sunny morning. In fact, I wear the jacket from Monday till Friday (I mean from January to December). Because of my,” life-saving jacket”, I was always having a problem with my social studies teacher who was always on my neck about me always wearing that jacket.
I remember one day at assembly, his anger drove him to the brink as he took off my jacket and went to throw it in a dustbin, warning me not to go back for it. Of course, I didn’t listen, I came back after, took my jacket from the dustbin, and wore it back again, all because I couldn’t bear the thought of wearing a torn Uniform to school. Students never have pity or compassion, they definitely laughed at me because not all of them had gone through what I went through.
Thanks to God, I was able to finish my junior high level of schooling and was waiting for my results, but everyone kept asking,” how would YOU, be able to enter Senior High even if you passed with flying colors?” But for me.
I was determined to go to school, so immediately after J.H.S, I took the job of a trotro mate (bus conductor). I worked with the driver for about five months until my results were out and God did it again; I had admission at Bompeh senior high as a visual art student. It was GREAT news for everyone in the family and myself since I was the first in the family to be going to S.H.S. But, this was the time I needed some amount of money and so I gathered up the courage, took the money I had saved during my work as a “trotro mate” and used that in paying my admission fees, and for every other thing needed to start schooling.
Knowing very well there was no money in the house, I continued working as a” trotro mate (bus conductor)”, every weekend, so I could get some money to feed myself throughout the coming week as I went to school.
I was shocked myself because I was the shy type and I had no option than to continue the mate job.
In my final year as the studies perfect, I was privileged to have had a little support from some guardians, although still struggling. Alas! Gradually and gracefully, I graduated from high school.
Like a dream, God showed up immediately I was done writing my final paper. Guess what? One of my lecturers got me a job as a salesperson at “Car Mu Phones Spare Parts.”
I worked there from 2014 – 2017 (for 3 years). Working there, I saved enough money to fulfill my dreams of going to school abroad. I started working on the necessary documents, and I got admission into,” Beijing Institute Of Technology” in China, in the year 2016. BUT YET AGAIN, another setback, “I was refused at the Chinese Embassy!” That got me depressed, confused, and at some point, I wanted to harm myself. I didn’t know why I was refused, so I kept calling the school and I was told over and over again, my name was part of the admission list. To cut the story short, I lost all my money saved in the process because I got scammed, not by the school but the” agency used”
I continued the job as a salesperson for another year (2017).
I received advice from well-wishers to school in Ghana and I resolved to do so.
In 2017, I applied for Radford University College here in Accra and I got it, yes, I did get it.
My first semester was okay and a beautiful one, I must say. My 2nd and 3rd semester were, however, difficult. I had to sell some of my personal items to pay fees, I was also perching at Legon campus, moving from one hostel to another, “I became a stranger”, bed bugs here and there, sometimes eating gari soaking throughout the week and, you can just imagine. Prior to this, I had invested a lot of money in an online peer to peer group and I got defrauded, AGAIN. I became broke, weak, I was down and had nothing, but depression.
While all this was going on,“Victoria Michaels”,Ghana’s supermodel and entrepreneur, who I was blessed to have met on the 1st of May, 2016, saw to it , to help me rise from my weakness. She changed my life entirely.
Now, I am the CEO of petroyfitness, petroystudios, petroypixels, an entrepreneur, Production Assistant at Digital Creative Media Live, and a Multimedia Analyst for Fashion Connect Africa, Goldcard Resources and CrystalWhite Water.
The story continues, but as you take that breath of knowing everything is going okay, gently with me, just know that determination and hard work can take you places, but most importantly, humility.
My dream is to work in Hollywood/Cinema of Spain. I believe very much in this and i know it shall become a reality someday. I believe in #GENESIS
“Life is a journey of steps, those little steps would help you climb the bigger mountains you are yet to face” – Peprah Asare.”
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Thank you so much @mr.petroy , I am beyond grateful to have you here. More wins In Jesus Name. Amen💯
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God bless you. See you next week, if the Lord tarries!
Boye Paulina Sharon
8th June 2020.
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