One day a profesor was walking down the road he was occupied by his thought that he trembled on an old lady, the lady was so angry that she shouted at "who do u think you are?" the profesor turned and said "i wish i know who i am". My name is Kalvin/ Sarah but my name is not me, i am handsome/ beautiful but my look is not me, i came from a wealthy and highly respected farmily still my farmily is not me, then who am i?. This is a question that is worth asking; no mater how leaned, beautiful handsome and wealthy one can be he/she is a strenger here on earth and must return back home one day at a time, one should never live this life and forget home, you might be called upone to go back home at a time you least expect it to give an account of your journy through life.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 19:47:15 +0000
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