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Dreams are a way to tell ourselves that we are still capable of bringing happiness in our lives. Never stop dreaming.Dreams are a way to tell ourselves that we are still capable of bringing happiness in our lives. Never stop dreaming.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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A Busy Day at the Market
It was a sunny Saturday morning, and Mama Tinu was preparing to go to the market. She had her shopping list ready: tomatoes, pepper, fish, yam, and, of course, a few snacks for her children.
“Are you sure you want to come along?” Mama Tinu asked her son, Chidi, who was bouncing with excitement.
“Yes, Mama! I want to help!” Chidi declared, proudly puffing out his chest.
They set off, and as soon as they arrived at the market, Chidi’s eyes grew wide. There were stalls everywhere! Women selling vegetables were shouting, “Buy one, get one free!” and the fish sellers were fanning themselves, keeping the flies away from their goods.
“Mama, I’ll get the tomatoes!” Chidi said, running ahead.
“Chidi, wait! You don’t know where they are!” Mama Tinu called, but it was too late. Chidi had already disappeared into the crowd.
After squeezing through people, Chidi finally found a stall selling tomatoes. He proudly picked up a handful and handed them to the seller. But when the seller said, “That’s 100 naira,” Chidi panicked. He hadn’t brought any money!
Meanwhile, Mama Tinu was having her own trouble. She was negotiating with the yam seller when she heard a loud crash. She turned to see Chidi bumping into a basket of eggs. Splat! Splat! Splat! The eggs hit the ground one by one, leaving a gooey mess.
“Oh no, Chidi!” Mama Tinu sighed, rushing over.
“I’m sorry, Mama,” Chidi said, looking down at his feet. “I was just trying to help.”
The egg seller laughed. “Ah, don’t worry, madam. Boys will be boys!”
After paying for the broken eggs, Mama Tinu and Chidi finished their shopping. On their way out, they stopped by a stall where Chidi spotted some candy. He looked at his mother with big, hopeful eyes.
Mama Tinu shook her head but smiled. “Alright, just one.”
As they headed home, with bags of vegetables, yams, and fish, Chidi turned to his mother and said, “Mama, can we come back tomorrow? That was fun!”
Mama Tinu laughed, “Maybe next week, my son. I need to recover from today first!”
And with that, they headed home, Chidi munching happily on his candy, already dreaming of his next adventure at the market.A Busy Day at the Market It was a sunny Saturday morning, and Mama Tinu was preparing to go to the market. She had her shopping list ready: tomatoes, pepper, fish, yam, and, of course, a few snacks for her children. “Are you sure you want to come along?” Mama Tinu asked her son, Chidi, who was bouncing with excitement. “Yes, Mama! I want to help!” Chidi declared, proudly puffing out his chest. They set off, and as soon as they arrived at the market, Chidi’s eyes grew wide. There were stalls everywhere! Women selling vegetables were shouting, “Buy one, get one free!” and the fish sellers were fanning themselves, keeping the flies away from their goods. “Mama, I’ll get the tomatoes!” Chidi said, running ahead. “Chidi, wait! You don’t know where they are!” Mama Tinu called, but it was too late. Chidi had already disappeared into the crowd. After squeezing through people, Chidi finally found a stall selling tomatoes. He proudly picked up a handful and handed them to the seller. But when the seller said, “That’s 100 naira,” Chidi panicked. He hadn’t brought any money! Meanwhile, Mama Tinu was having her own trouble. She was negotiating with the yam seller when she heard a loud crash. She turned to see Chidi bumping into a basket of eggs. Splat! Splat! Splat! The eggs hit the ground one by one, leaving a gooey mess. “Oh no, Chidi!” Mama Tinu sighed, rushing over. “I’m sorry, Mama,” Chidi said, looking down at his feet. “I was just trying to help.” The egg seller laughed. “Ah, don’t worry, madam. Boys will be boys!” After paying for the broken eggs, Mama Tinu and Chidi finished their shopping. On their way out, they stopped by a stall where Chidi spotted some candy. He looked at his mother with big, hopeful eyes. Mama Tinu shook her head but smiled. “Alright, just one.” As they headed home, with bags of vegetables, yams, and fish, Chidi turned to his mother and said, “Mama, can we come back tomorrow? That was fun!” Mama Tinu laughed, “Maybe next week, my son. I need to recover from today first!” And with that, they headed home, Chidi munching happily on his candy, already dreaming of his next adventure at the market.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews -
Have the courage to be ignorant of a great number of things, in order to avoid the calamity of being ignorant of everything.Have the courage to be ignorant of a great number of things, in order to avoid the calamity of being ignorant of everything.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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There is only one way to happiness, and that is to stop worrying about things that are beyond our control.There is only one way to happiness, and that is to stop worrying about things that are beyond our control.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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We simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.We simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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When you really believe in God, it gives you a courage, a confidence that enables you to meet the things coming.When you really believe in God, it gives you a courage, a confidence that enables you to meet the things coming.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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No matter the nature of your problems, don't mind the degree of your misfortune, don't lose hope, never submit yourself to frustration because life is the mixture of sorrows and happiness...No matter the nature of your problems, don't mind the degree of your misfortune, don't lose hope, never submit yourself to frustration because life is the mixture of sorrows and happiness...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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From caring comes courage.From caring comes courage.0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Reviews
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