The End Justifies the Means

The End Justifies the Means

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A short fiction centred on exposing the fears of the youth in regards to examination intertwining with the overstressed importance the society places on certification to bring about the shocking rate of examination malpractice... Let's all read with open minds, relate with the characters and flow with them uninhibited to understand their stands, points, pains and fears in order to assist us all re-establish the firm purpose of examination and breed most worthy graduates and proud entrepreneurs in our nation... do you want to disagree? do you want to enlighten us on more underlying causes or factors? do you want to correct some assertions? on this very interesting topic? Then, do sit back and read, to the very last word...
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