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            <title><![CDATA[UNLEARNING TO RELEARN]]></title>
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            <description><![CDATA[In 2003 when i started to become a fully develop woman, my father would isolate me, made sure the only place i went to was school and back home; he never allowed my mother occasionally send me on errands especially if it had to deal with me talking to any man of any sort or even mingling with the opposite sex. people asked him why he was overly protective of me and he would get so angry at their questions. I did not think much of the situation because, i mean i was still very young, detest ho...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In 2003 when i started to become a fully develop woman, my father would isolate me, made sure the only place i went to was school and back home; he never allowed my mother occasionally send me on errands especially if it had to deal with me talking to any man of any sort or even mingling with the opposite sex. people asked him why he was overly protective of me and he would get so angry at their questions.<br>I did not think much of the situation because, i mean i was still very young, detest house chores, adapted with been isolated, i did not think they was much thing to sort after outside my little room; when am done from school, i would sit in my room and read my books, listen to music, i had so much alone time which made me think so much about solving problems. I became so intelligent, i knew i was smart inside of me, every time a question was asked in class by the teachers, i already knew the answers even before the question was completely asked but i would keep quite and not say a word.<br><br>My result always comes in best at the end of every term and semesters. People wonder at my type of personality[quite but so intelligent].My father was always boasting about my results to his friends and family.<br><br>After i graduated, it was so difficult to communicate with the outside world, now it not about what i graduated with or how good i was, it definitely about communicating my wisdom with the outside world.<br><br>I stayed for years without a Job, my colleagues from school who had the poorest of results and never attended lectures as regular as i was got better offers and invented products that made them so famous and wealthy.<br>That was definitely the turning point for me, i knew right in that second that i needed to develop my communication skills, Yes i am Intelligent but who is going to believe me if i don’t show it, and showing it 98% involves me talking, interacting, attending meetings, involving myself in everything that other people involved themself with.<br><br>My father did his best for me, Now it my turn to do what best for me!</p>]]></content:encoded>
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