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11 Teachings to My Child


1. It is okay not to know, 
but never let ignorance be your excuse. 

2. Don't be scared to ask for help,
but never trust those that exchange favours.

3.The right thing is often difficult,
but it is always worth it.

4. You are your utmost priority,
don't compromise yourself. Keep your shame intact
(don't ever put yourself in a precarious position where you would be referred to as "shameless")

5. Have sense of pride,
but never let pride overcome common sense.

6. Always learn to look the other way,
you'll thank yourself for that someday.

7. Humble yourself,
before life humbles you.

8. Be strong,
but never let strength become your greatest weakness.

9. Walk with everyone,
and no one.

10. Help others,
to help yourself.

11. If you're wrong,
you're wrong; get over it.

Learn.


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