Sukses itu Butuh Proses

Sukses itu Butuh Proses

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Jangan mengeluh ketika mereka menganggap mu rapuh dan jangan menyerah ketika mereka menganggap mu lemah, karena kesuksesan itu tercipta bukan lah untuk "mereka" akan tetapi untuk "kita" yang memiliki semangat sangjuara. Biarkan mereka menganggap mu lemah dan biarkan mereka menganggap mu tidak mampu melakukan hal yang sama seperti mereka, namun ketika bisa melakukan hal itu. maka di saat itu segela cemohan yang awalnya tadi dengan sekejap berubah menjadi gemeruhnya suara tepuk tangan. sebelum saya melanjutkan cerita ini semua, izinkan ku untuk memperkenalkan diri terlebih dahulu kepada kawan-kawan semua yang membaca cerita saya ini. Nama saya Popon, dan saya adalah salah seorang mahasiswa Difabel dari Universitas Malikussaleh Lhokseumawe (Aceh). Dengan kondisi fisik yang tidak sempurna tapi saya telah berhasil menciptakan beberapa rekor dalam hidup ini, sejarah hidup ini sudah sangat jauh berbeda pada tahun 2009 ketika kecelakaan itu menghampiri ku. kejadian itu membuat kaki ini hilang dan kejadian itu membuat saya terasa tidak lagi berguna. . . . BERSAMBUNG!!!!!
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