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Thank YOU...

Hello everyone, how have you been? I hope the ember months have been fruithful and wonderful for us. Wishing you a happy, prosperous, blessed, and splendid new month in arrears for September, October and November (although it is quite late). I want to apologize for my long absence, I am really sorry. I had some unexpected personal issues to sort, but I promise to try my best and not disappear again. I want to say a big thank you to everyone who reads my blog, the subscribers, the followers amongst others. Thank you so much for reading my articles. I really appreciate your online presence, your comments, followership and subscription to my dream of owning a blog. Without you, there would be no need for me. Thank you very much. 
Today is all about our parents. It is about saying a big thank you to the various parents out there. It is sad to say that the culture of appreciating our parents is not widely practiced by children in recent times. Most children grow up and forget there was once a parent there to help with their upbringing and needs. This article is all about saying thank you to the parents out there. As the spokesman (by the way, I appointed myself. Thanks for asking) of all the children in the world, I want to say a big THANK YOU to all parents in the world. 

Thank you, thank you, thank you our mummies and daddies. Thanks to the parents who willingly wanted us. Thanks to the parents who accidentally conceived us. Thanks to the parents who tried but couldn't abort us. Thanks to the parents who killed us through abortion. Thanks to the parents who loved us before we were born. Thanks to the parents who never and could never learn to love us. Thanks to the parents who gave birth to us. Thanks to the parents who adopted us. Thanks to the parents who saved us after we were dumped on the street, in the dustbin or left to die by those who birthed us. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much. 

It would be a crime to forget to thank the parents whose relationship with their children is like that of a sperm donor or egg donor to a fertilized egg (that is, these parents believe their only job is to give birth a child, that's all). Thank you very much to the fathers that became "Daddies" or "Dada"; and to those who never grew past the father stage (N. B. Anybody can become a father, all he needs to possess is a fertile sperm, but not just anybody can become a daddy. Being a daddy involves some level of caring, provision, love and proper tutoring of a child). Let's not forget the mothers, who were nothing but procreation machines. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.

Thanks to the parents who had and made out time for us (helped with homework, played with us and so on). Thanks to the parents who were too busy to take care of us; but as nice parents delegated their duties to nannies and home tutors. Thanks to the parents who scolded us lovingly when we did wrong; and to those who scarred us as a form of correction for our wrong doings. Thanks to the parents who never scolded us when we did wrong. Thanks to the very supportive parents who praised us for doing wrong. As children, we say thank you to the parents who allowed us make some necessary mistakes; and those who never allowed us make mistakes. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much. 

With a heavy heart, we say a big thank you to the parents who made sure we were properly educated; a bigger thank you to the parents who taught education was too expensive for them to afford or that education was meant for a particular gender. Thanks also to the parents who at an early age turned us into their means of livelihood through various activities like begging, Child Abuse, child trafficking, amongst other activities. We can't forget to thank those parents who worked, slaved, borrowed and denied themselves a lot of things in order to provide and protect their children in every area. Thank you very much to the parents who showed and created a good image of what marriage should be for us. A very warm applause for parents who destroyed the children's hope of ever getting married by showing us that marriage is hell on earth. Thank you thank you, thank you very much. 

A special thanks to the parents, who not only theoretically, but also practically experimented (with us as specimen) incest with us. Thanks to the parents who shielded us from incest and protected us from other forms of sexual abuse. Three hearty cheers (Hip! Hip! Hip! Hooray!) to the parents who helped in destroying us physically, mentally, socially, emotionally and even spiritually. Before I forget (on behalf of the female children), thanks so much to the parents who made us go through the Female Genital Mutilation; and thanks to the parents who made sure we never experienced Female Genital Mutilation. Thanks to the parents whose life goal was to build a physically, mentally, socially, emotionally and spiritually balanced child. We can never forget the parents who got the license to live again by using our life as their second chance at being young again. Thanks to the parents who let us live our own lives and become what we were meant to be. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.

I hope I have been able to thank the different categories of parents we have in the world. If for some reason, I didn't reach your category, I am sorry, please forgive me. To the children out there, please decide on the type of "Thank You" you will want your future children to tell you. Let's learn from our parents' strength and weakness, and try to make the world a better place. If as a child you went through hell in the hands of your parents, you don't have to pass that hell to your child, saying, "This is how I was brought up or taught". 

Finally, I would like to end this with a few lines from my Alma mater's school song titled "Pass on the torch", which says: 
                         "Pass on the song, pass on the laughter 
                          Pass on the joy that others after 
                          May tread more lightly on their way."

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  1. Good to have you back my lovely.....this one touched me🤦🏿

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  2. She's back. Yay!!! Why r we thanking sperm donors tho, they are not really an essential part of our lives

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  3. This is awesome dear.. Keep it up

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