Popular Nigerian midfielder, Wilfred Ndidi has come out to talk about the challenges he faced before he became a professional footballer.
Ndidi recently came out to say that his mother was a food vendor so he had to do all he could to support her by hawking.
According to him, he was popular for selling groundnuts, peppers, tomatoes and avocado at the time and it actually helped him to always be there for his mum.
He added that it was very rough for him that he could not even afford to go to school, which was the wish of his father.
His words, “Though we had some ups and downs and trying to meet up with some bills, I was always there for my mum,”
“My mum was a food vendor and I supported her by hawking. I don’t regret that because growing up was really tough because it was all about survival. There were no fruits that I didn’t sell.
“I was the market boy and I was known mostly for selling groundnuts because it comes out every season. Just name them – I sold peppers, tomatoes and avocado.
“We basically sold fruits that came with different seasons. And all these were done to survive in the military zone and outside.”
“It was difficult because my dad wanted me to go to school but there was no money,”
“What made it easier for me was that when he was transferred out of Lagos. I had the freedom because when he was around, if I go out to train and he gets home before me, I have to explain where I was coming from. And when I tell him I went to play football, I get whooped.
“There was a time I got whooped with a cow skin ‘Koboko’ and it was like a tattoo on my body. I couldn’t wear my shirt because when I put my clothes on, it becomes sticky and it’s painful. It was a military kind of discipline.”
“Growing up, I didn’t get a chance to play more with my peers because they were training in the evenings while the bigger guys were training in the morning. I was training with the bigger guys but just for ten minutes because I was too small,”
“They always put me in when everyone is tired and also for them to be able to give me the training bibs to wash and bring the next day.
“My mum kept complaining because I didn’t have the time to wash them because I had to go hawk for her, but before I return, she would have washed them. That was the routine until I left my mum for Nath Boys.”