Somewhere in Myanmar

The school of life is a diploma that no one can take away from you. It is yours to keep, yours to embrace. It lectures you. It strengths you. It transforms you. It transports you. It gives you, you. Yes, life is one skillful academia with its own master of ceremony, and even if it knocks you down, clouds hover over you and the world appears to be going down the drain with no hopes, persevere. Look straight into your goal and smile. Keep going, slap any curb that comes your way and march on.  Don’t give up or become slave to it. Fight and become an awesome individual God has carved you up to be because hope is the last thing to die; yes hope!