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I needed to fix my wrist watches so I walked into the shop where I bought one of them. I met a lady who fixed it within seconds. Out of excitement that she could fix and polish a watch within such a short time, I asked if she fixes watches from other makes. Prior to this time I had gone to a few shops to fix one of my watches and I was told I needed to change the engine. She said yes and got to work on it immediately. Shorter than she did on her brand, my watch started working. So, I got talking with her immediately. I wanted to know what she did that others didn’t know or do.  Guess what she said to me “I never planned to stay in this company this long but when I couldn’t get my desired job including leaving the country, I had to go beyond selling watches. I had to pay money to go and learn how to repair watches. I also train myself regularly. As I speak to you there is no wrist watch I cannot repair. Repairing wrist watches has put more money in my pocket than salary. It has brought me lots of goodwill. I am happy when I am able to fix complicated ones. My interest has changed since I started fixing watches. Even my boss respects me for doing that.”
Little beginnings are the bedrocks for a great tomorrow. Give your beginning an inspiring story.
Be the best at what you do today. It could be your test for greater responsibilities.


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Shout Halle le le le luyah/2x Somebody call him ebubedike Jehovah Jireh ebubedike, Ha a e e Jehovah ebubedike, Somebody call him ebubedike Jehovah Nissi ebubedike, Ha a e e Jehovah ebubedike. somebody call him, ebubedike/2x
In the morning when I wake, I will lift my voice in praise, To the glory of his name, For the things He's done for me ye ye…


I struggled for too long Being who I wasn’t Fitting  my circle into other people's 
perfect squares -- into all their
expectations for me Their perception was all that mattered What they will see and say Their standard for success and achievement
I showed up acting who I wasn’t Like a dancing monkey under obligations to perform magic To gain their recognition and affirmations for being who I wasn’t Against being Me
I broke the chains and gained freedom the day I stopped looking at myself through other people’s lenses because I discovered people wore lenses tinted and shaded to suit them not Me
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Housed in a container Moved in it Identified by its aesthetics But sometimes lost in it Who exactly am I the container or the content
Sometimes I try so hard to figure exactly what it is about this combo Sometimes complicating other times compelling sometimes conflicting other times cooperating
Influenced by the countless conversations with  the inner and the  outer the seen and the unseen the known and the unknown Then I discover It goes beyond this container there is something about content
As adorned as this container maybe embellished with so much beauty the content remains the substance that give it credibility Beyond the container that interacts is the content that keeps the flow is the content that leaves  memorable impacts
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