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Created on: March 07, 2009
MEMOIRS- That is an acronym for M- magical E - excellent M- memories O- of I - investments in R- rewarding S- spectrums
The first of life is the time of pure innocent childhood, when a mother and father care for the youth. "Oh," states the child, "you have a job, daddy of working daily and bringing funds to the house. We have a house, food, clothes, toys because of you. Mom, you feed us, clothe us and keep all clean. for us. Even when we get sick and have to vomit, you hold our head in the bathroom. What is my job?"
The mom says, "your job is keeping obeying and attending school."
The next time of life is the decision to leave home as a high school graduate, and make the steps of ones own life. It is the decision what will be the career and who might be the choice as the marital mate of life.
Practice is involved in the genre of picking two important life items, mission of existance for comfort and income. Also, the lock in to a person in the wedded life is a talent.
The brand new spouse said to his wife, " I will give you travel time, I am a soldier and must be stationed in various locations."
She replied, " That is something to look forward to , the life out there in many areas getting to know how other humans exist, plus the vast sight of landmarks, traditional environments."
Then, parenting usually becomes the next practice. It seems so important to create offspring, to carry on life skills, and be able to be doted on by the loving madre and padre.
On the day of the birth the mother and father are there to support the heavy duty labor of the woman and the arrival of the wee dream human.
"OUR baby is fantastic," says the mom. The dad agrees and begins all the necessary tasks of caring for the new earthling.
So finally it becomes extremely important to put MEMOIRS into the next generation and cling to the memoirs of one's own property of life's being.
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