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Little Foxes!
 Do you feel like you are just in one position..you're neither moving forward or moving backwards.
it's just the same position? Hmm! You might want to find out the reason. Our ability to change is innate. We are dynamic beings that's why at some point we could decide to take a U-TURN once we feel the need to, however our timing may differ.
The ability to know when to make certain change(s) is as important as the change, itself. Now this is not also unconnected with the type of changes we make, they are all interwoven. Take for example, you've just started a business and obviously, there are lots of fund going into it. While the Business is at its budding stage, you might have to cut of ostentatious spendings to accommodate more investment in the business thus some of your needs might just have to take the back sit! As painstaking as it might seem, every commitment towards that budding business is worth it so that eventually, when the growth is pretty obvious, it translates on your fiance thus there would be more room for your needs. Is this a good strategy? Yes! Is it realistic? Yes! However, our commitment and dedication is usually and constantly tested by our little foxes, those little foxes that spoils the vine! Procrastination! How long would you keep postponing that project!? That assignment!? That task!? Procrastination is the thief of time! Remember? For every time wasted, you possibly may regret..Excuses! Another Fox that spoils the vine in our quest for progress is our countless excuses. Whatever the excuse, we might still keep our priorities intact if we still keep in mind the price. Do what you have to do when it matters most!  Our inadequacies also counts on the list! You out do yourself when you constantly compare yourself with others. The implication stares you at the face when you can no longer meet up with those standards you place on yourself by yourself. You need to take off those impediments that barricades your advancement. Take the bull by the horn and make headway! Remember, never give in to pressures, your pace is as unique as you! Reach out for greater heights, remain committed to your dreams and ambitions and most especially keep off those foxes! Get rid of them for Good and you are on your way to the top!
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Angel Ebih , 9 yrs old, primary 4, Flanked at the right by her Mother(Mrs Roseline Abigail) and by the left, her Teacher(Mrs Elizabeth Ayeni.)
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GOOD GIRL.
 by Ebih Angel.
 Once upon a time, there lived a girl names Angela. Her Mother trained her to work hard to achieve her goals. Her Father was poor and helpless. There was a competition was held in her school on _How to Read_. Angela took first position and a Scholarship was awarded to her. Her Parents were very happy for her. Angela was a good girl. She obeyed her parents and teachers and everyone that came her way. After her secondary education, she got admission into the University of Lagos to study Mass Communication and she came out with a very good grade. She later got married to Layemi who was a medical Doctor and God blessed them with three wonderful Children, two boys (Ayomide, Johnson) and a girl (Angel.) *The End*

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