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of God goes along way to speak about my personality as an individual. God is good and when you see what he has d

ade me strong and to value what's inside of my self as a child with too many wisdom and my abilities only need to be tapped in other to have enough space to vent my feelings and my intellect to the world to see. After classes I went for break and realized all my friends were not willing to speak out what they had passed through in the hands of their fathers. This was contrary to how I was raised and realized as a child we all have feelings and thoughts and our thinking processes goes a long way to show we are all humans roaming the world with our various sm

e us learn numbers and languages from childhood before schools and classes came into the picture. Excited to learn a new language as a child was a big

not there. Being the first child in a traditional African setting means huge responsibility has been placed on your shoulder and you must be ready to take up the job at all cost. Dad trusted me with his children he often said "what if I am no more what will you do differently"? I thought to myself how I

ticalize what I've learnt on a dying child who had a cut on his leg and blood was gushing out profusely. I immediately ran to my nearest first aid box to help save

odies of a better life in it. Being a muslim in Nigeria you are taught about how to fear your maker, Allah. When ever I am tempted I th