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Letter to my father

Letter-To-My-Father

Dear father,

I remember this things when i was young
you taught me how to watch news and dissect news on tv
I remember you interests became my interests
you introduced me to a sport i grew up to love
I remember our first argument about football
I remember when you would come early in the morning to check on me in the boarding school
I remember the sleepiness nights you had over my school fees when i was young
I remember you insisted on the best schools even when there was nothing i remember your favorite quote
(‘it is better to be safe than sorry’)
I remember the qualities you installed in our family the values of never failing under pressure or adversity
this thoughts have always guided me trough thick and thorns in life
I remember the confidence you instilled in me to face people and overcome my fear of facing crowd
you showed me an open and liberal idea of life
I always wanted to emulate your ways anytime you were around
you were versatile in various aspects of life
we may have our differences now that i have grown older
But I remember that you are a loving father
people may disagree about the way you go about things
But I know you always put family first in all things
I am a person of few words day
I just want you to know that i remember all you instilled in me

HAPPY FATHERS DAY

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My Diary #innoculistMcsmith

 

What kind Of Diary do you keep?

I know many of us keep a Diary where we have listed all sorts of offense or events that has been unpleasant to us whereby people has offended us or insulted our pride.
Some sins are critical and are worth writing down.

But I tell you, a sin is one of the few substances that can never be measured on any weighing balance be it analytical or precisional.
We must learn to forgive and forget just as time will help us in this situation.

It Is high time we tore or burn diaries of Such in our possession.
Infact Some have such Diaries In their heart,brain,head and mind.
Such Diaries in such places must be deleted and formated.

We must also learn to forgive others wholeheartedly by casting our mind off It.
You said you forgive her yet such person sins is still in your dairy.
Is That Forgiveness? YES OR NO.

Learn to keep diaries that are of pleasant moments rather than unpleasant Ones.
I remember my mother still has such diaries of an unpleasant one far back in the 1900s but I have talked to her to erase such Diaries.

I have already sat her down to show her this writeup.
Thank God she was blessed by her Son.
Writeup and Deep Thinking.
I Love My Sweet Mom
I Love My Love Ones
I Love My Woman
I Love My Siblings
I Cherish and Love All of My Friends HERE
and all Over the World
WRITE a Pleasant Diary Today and Smile
# TeamDiary
# InnoculistMcsmith
# InnoculistMcsmith

There was a country #1

Wazobia

Along the west coast of Africa stands a country divided into three ethnic groups sub-divided into two hundred and fifty tribes.
This country was said to be the giant of Africa i remember it was a country with three major religious groups.
The country reached its elixir of youth very early this led to the subjugation of its people firstly in dictatorship and civilian rule.
It became a land where everyone felt marginalized and sidelined without access to the so called national cake.
This country with its sands of corruption which filled up its wells of prosperity.

This country became infamous for fraud and cyber crime rather than for intellectuals and innovations.
where religious leaders rather than inspire the youths towards greater things prefer to stoke the flames of rebellion in their hearts.
The country forgot the old adage that says any society that continues in a state of consummate corruption and ignorance will eventually consume itself.
This writing serves as a warning that if we do not change our mentality towards money making at all cost regardless of its end means.
A time will come where all we will remember was that there was a country and we lost it forever.