Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Friday, 14 December 2012


"Hi, my name is Samantha. When I was 13 years old, I started smoking weed. At the beginning it was just when socialising with friends then it became an addiction, to the point where me and friends would put our money together to buy some weed. The dependency on weed got so bad that I would steal and sell things just to feed my addiction.

 When I was 14, I started to hang around with drug dealers who sold crack cocaine and heroin. I can remember the first time I took crack. I thought I was going to die. It made me so paranoid. At this point I started to sell drugs to feed my habit. Eventually I stopped smoking crack cocaine at 15 years old, but I still continued to smoked weed. The reason I stopped smoking crack was because I left the circle of friends I was with at the time and I knew it was causing a lot of problems at home.

When I became pregnant at 16, I couldn't smoke weed a lot but now again during my pregnancy I would smoke weed. After the baby was born I went back to smoking weed heavily and continue to do so until I was 22. 

At 17 years old, I became so depressed; my doctor prescribed me with anti-depressants. I became dependant on them for 9 years until I was 26 years old. It was only when I was pregnant with my third child did I decide to stop smoking weed completely. I was determined to be a good mother and not to be controlled by drugs anymore. The will power I had drove me to stick to my decision, though it was very difficult at the beginning. 

The lifestyle I live now is completely different to the one I had as a teenager and in my early twenties. I am living a clean healthy lifestyle free from drugs. I have been able to rebuild my life and now I am at college, training to become a professional chef. For me to get to where I am now was not easy. 

As a result of my drug abuse, I left school without an education and had to start all over again as an adult so I could make something of my life. I spent more time high on drugs then I did in class and as a result, my memory became so bad. Even today, my memory is not so great and at times I find it hard to remember everything I am supposed to do that is important and it has affected my concentration skills. This is a bad side effect and consequence of taking drugs". 
03:45 Sibon Phiri

"Hi, my name is Samantha. When I was 13 years old, I started smoking weed. At the beginning it was just when socialising with friends then it became an addiction, to the point where me and friends would put our money together to buy some weed. The dependency on weed got so bad that I would steal and sell things just to feed my addiction.

 When I was 14, I started to hang around with drug dealers who sold crack cocaine and heroin. I can remember the first time I took crack. I thought I was going to die. It made me so paranoid. At this point I started to sell drugs to feed my habit. Eventually I stopped smoking crack cocaine at 15 years old, but I still continued to smoked weed. The reason I stopped smoking crack was because I left the circle of friends I was with at the time and I knew it was causing a lot of problems at home.

When I became pregnant at 16, I couldn't smoke weed a lot but now again during my pregnancy I would smoke weed. After the baby was born I went back to smoking weed heavily and continue to do so until I was 22. 

At 17 years old, I became so depressed; my doctor prescribed me with anti-depressants. I became dependant on them for 9 years until I was 26 years old. It was only when I was pregnant with my third child did I decide to stop smoking weed completely. I was determined to be a good mother and not to be controlled by drugs anymore. The will power I had drove me to stick to my decision, though it was very difficult at the beginning. 

The lifestyle I live now is completely different to the one I had as a teenager and in my early twenties. I am living a clean healthy lifestyle free from drugs. I have been able to rebuild my life and now I am at college, training to become a professional chef. For me to get to where I am now was not easy. 

As a result of my drug abuse, I left school without an education and had to start all over again as an adult so I could make something of my life. I spent more time high on drugs then I did in class and as a result, my memory became so bad. Even today, my memory is not so great and at times I find it hard to remember everything I am supposed to do that is important and it has affected my concentration skills. This is a bad side effect and consequence of taking drugs". 

Saturday, 30 July 2011




I don’t know about you, but I can’t stand to be around someone who nags all the time. If there was a degree in complaining some people would pass with flying colours because that’s their speciality. They complain about everything and anything. Even if there is nothing to complain about, they create a reason to complain.

These type of people (and I used to be one so I know) make it impossible for people to be around them. People flee from them at any given chance. It’s unattractive and puts a burden on those around you. Yes, there may be situations where you feel the need to vent out your frustration, or because you have faced an injustice, but merely complaining to every tom, dick and harry, is not necessary. It gives you the title of an “old nag”.

Nagging does not change anything. Believe me, I know. When I learned this and stopped to be a constant nag, I gained more friends and was not hard to approach but on the contrary, people liked being around me. I also was able to see things in a different way and find solutions to the problems I so often complained about.

So, instead of complaining about your life or a particular situation, do something about it.

Sibon Phiri
11:46 Sibon Phiri



I don’t know about you, but I can’t stand to be around someone who nags all the time. If there was a degree in complaining some people would pass with flying colours because that’s their speciality. They complain about everything and anything. Even if there is nothing to complain about, they create a reason to complain.

These type of people (and I used to be one so I know) make it impossible for people to be around them. People flee from them at any given chance. It’s unattractive and puts a burden on those around you. Yes, there may be situations where you feel the need to vent out your frustration, or because you have faced an injustice, but merely complaining to every tom, dick and harry, is not necessary. It gives you the title of an “old nag”.

Nagging does not change anything. Believe me, I know. When I learned this and stopped to be a constant nag, I gained more friends and was not hard to approach but on the contrary, people liked being around me. I also was able to see things in a different way and find solutions to the problems I so often complained about.

So, instead of complaining about your life or a particular situation, do something about it.

Sibon Phiri

Monday, 30 May 2011

Among your friends, your miss popular. All the guys want you, not because of your intelligence (which you hide) but because of your pretty face, the way you dress and walk.

Your loud, care free and up for anything. But at home, behind closed doors, you cry, cry yourself to sleep. You even contemplate slitting your wrists as a way to let out the pain and anger you feel inside.
You want to break free, to find yourself, but you don’t know how! You think this is all there is to life but I tell you it isn’t. You can be free, you can change!

Do you want to know how? Watch this video and listen to the story of a young friend of mine, who was once like the girl mentioned above. Learn from her story and next time, it could be your story I am posting on here.

09:10 Sibon Phiri
Among your friends, your miss popular. All the guys want you, not because of your intelligence (which you hide) but because of your pretty face, the way you dress and walk.

Your loud, care free and up for anything. But at home, behind closed doors, you cry, cry yourself to sleep. You even contemplate slitting your wrists as a way to let out the pain and anger you feel inside.
You want to break free, to find yourself, but you don’t know how! You think this is all there is to life but I tell you it isn’t. You can be free, you can change!

Do you want to know how? Watch this video and listen to the story of a young friend of mine, who was once like the girl mentioned above. Learn from her story and next time, it could be your story I am posting on here.