There was once a little girl who hide in the closet who cherished the world of knowledge 📕
Books 📚
“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”
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I wrote this post many years ago on my first blogging platform in 2002 . I have since come across it repost ☺️
Leather bound books are my favorites. The smell of leather and paper 📜 are my memories of growing up searching for knowledge 📜
Here I am today remembering my father’s words. 😁 ” All the education in the world without application makes a bloody fool ”
Oh my goodness I am terrified to meet my father at the gates of heaven! I know what he will say ” tell me Mim how many university degrees you have hanging on your walls today without application” 😉 Well it’s like this you see Daddy 😁. ” My brain is on overload from words and that why I am here trying to get in the Gates of Heaven YOU CAN DEFRAG A HARD DRIVE but humanity forgot about ” knowledge seekers reading addictions and finally my brain overheated a exploded ” 💔📜📚✍️ Moral : Peace & Truth creates inner glow 🌟 Silence & Calm . Be humble , smile 😁 live in a tree house 🏡 and Dance in the rain 🌧️ naked if you wish . At the end of the day the hole 🕳️ in the ground is the same size I learnt. The hardest things to do in life is the find something to make you happy 😁
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