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When you think there's nothing you can do, just support By: David O. AKANO





A lecturer bought a product from a student. It looked so funny because in the real sense he didn't need it. He only did that to appreciate the lady's efforts, and you know what, it's with no doubt a brain bursting move for everyone. In his own little way, he's encouraged the lady's spirit and who knows if that will be her core motivation to being a successful business woman?

For as many passions and dreams that are dying daily, the main cause of their death is that people around them do not encourage them. What we say to people when we see them doing what they are doing matters so much to them. If you call yourself their friend and you never appreciate what they do, you are not what you think you are.

It's not necessary you give them money.  Really, have you taken your time to discuss with them, encourage them and help them realize where they are getting it wrong?

If my friend has passion for music but he doesn't sing well, instead of neglecting him, I can easily help him find a better route to exhibit his full potential.

Do you remember the day you got your arithmetic exam paper and your teacher wrote "very good", or when you checked your report card and you saw the principal's remark "outstanding performance, keep it up."?
Then you knew you have the world and you were ready to keep it up rolling.

And the day you saw "You can do better than this." you knew you needed to sit tight. This same thing is applicable to that friend or brother or sister of yours that is trying new things. They need moral support as their strength, it won't cost you anything to appreciate their efforts and support them in your own way. And when you think there's nothing you can do to help, just support.

 They'll never forget you. It's not necessary you are into music before you appreciate his little efforts in building himself up. If you don't like reading, read your friend's works, share it with your other friends and help him grow. It doesn't stop you from other things you do.

Most of us are guilty of this. We should check ourselves and see the numbers of dreams we might have "killed" because of our negligence. Like I do say, "you are not my friend if I can't support you or get your support, neither are you my friend if we can't impact ourselves".

Let's check ourselves today and do the needful, it's really not too late.

Thanks.

 David O. AKANO (King Justice)

Artwork by: Denis Sarazhin

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