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The day I got up to 1,000,000 in my account and the day i met my wife for the first time. It was unbelievable.
Describe one of your favorite moments.
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My greatest sacrifices
What sacrifices have you made in life? I left my work place to work for God. And even when all my prayers have not been answered, I remained and kept working in GOD’S vine yard. I lost friends and people that thought it was all over.
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Biography of OKORO, EKEOMA JACOB
He was born on 21st December, 1990, though chose 12th May, for the celebration. EKEOMA was born into the family of Prophet Sunday Mpama OKORO of Umuakpa Amabo Okoko Item and Deacon Ngozi Lear OKORO (Nee Akomas) from Uzzi Ossah ibeku Ancient Kingdom Umuahia, both in Abia State. He had his nursery school at National…
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My top five favourite fruits
List your top 5 favorite fruits. 1) Banana. 2) Cucumber 3) Water melon. 4) Orange 5) Pear
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Analysing, writing, and advertising
What do you do to be involved in the community? We write, analyse, criticize, advertise, and support political issues.
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The man with a great heart (Dr Alex Chioma Otti’s Victory)
In the history of the world, great successful leaders are those that have failed once, twice or even thrice. They are men that have stumbled, fumbled and fallen many times but their persistency and consistency saw them through. Sometimes, such great leaders have strong philosophies and ideologies. Dr Alex Chioma Otti’s victory is a significance…
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Gemstones

“I’ll just step over to Green Gables after tea and find out from Marilla where he’s gone and why,” the worthy woman finally concluded. “He doesn’t generally go to town this time of year and he never visits; if he’d run out of turnip seed he wouldn’t dress up and take the buggy to go…
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Fossils

She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees.
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Etcetera

Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies’ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place.