School Is For Lazy Students
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'School Is For Lazy Students' is basically saying if you depending on your school certificate to succeed in life 'You are a Lazy Person'. Exams and it's outcome don't and can not decide who is a Failure and a Success in life. Why? Because it doesn't relate and try to limit God's purpose and your vision of life. Check.
You might only use your certificate once. But your passion/talent and its potential will speak for you where ever you go.
* Wayo - Crafty
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