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Even as a mother and a wife,priorities your well being,taking care of yourself kids,your husband,your home and forgetting that you need care too is a common carelessness women are making,it you don't become selfish when it comes to you taking good care of you then you might end up been carelessness forsaken or dead✌️

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Happy mother's Day to myself and all amazing mothers out there,may we all live to eat the fruits of our labours🙏

I just dey strong my mind,oti n sumi Olorun
Na ogba mind I dey use,but I don tire Oloun Gba mi🙏

Consistency is one the keys to getting results,yet you can be consistent in doing it the wrong way
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In a small, rough town where nothing ever came easy, lived a girl named Grace.

Grace wasn’t just any girl

she was known for two things: her hard work… and her temper.

She had lived with her grandparents for as long as she could remember. They raised her, protected her, and depended on her just as much as she depended on them.
After school every day, Grace would rush to help her grandmother at a small restaurant near the Federal High Court, serving customers with tired hands but a determined heart.

At school Pentalks Schools Grace was respected. She was smart, focused… except when it came to mathematics. Numbers just never seemed to stay still in her head.
But there was someone who made everything feel a little easier.

Ik.

The quiet, brilliant boy who topped the class every single term. Grace admired him from a distance at first… until admiration turned into something deeper.

She would share her lunch with him, give him snacks, and always look out for him in small, thoughtful ways.
To her, it meant something.
To him… it was just kindness.
Then came the exam day.

The classroom was silent, filled only with the sound of pens scratching against paper. Grace stared at her math questions, her mind blank, her heart racing. Slowly, she glanced toward Ik, expecting no, believing he would help her.

But Ik didn’t even look her way.

She tried again. Nothing.
He covered his paper and continued writing, focused as ever.

Something inside Grace snapped.

After the exam, she stormed up to him, her chest rising and falling with anger.
“Why did you do that?” she demanded.

Ik looked at her calmly. “Do what?”
“Act like you don’t know me.”

“I wasn’t acting,” he replied. “I was writing my exam.”

No apology. No guilt. Nothing.
Grace’s anger burned hotter. “After everything I’ve done for you?”
Ik didn’t back down. “That doesn’t mean I should cheat.”

His words hit hard.
But instead of calming her down… they pushed her over the edge.

In a moment of pure rage, Grace stepped closer, her voice low and shaking.
“Don’t push me, Ik.”

He looked at her, unimpressed. “Or what?”
She hesitated for a second but only a second.
“I’m serious.”

Ik shook his head slightly. “You’re just

Women are not angry enough,we need to get angrier