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"Praise be to God, and to you too."

I know, you must be sick of me. I'm sorry. I don't want to do this either. Who would? But I need the money to pay for my school fees, my brothers', books for my sister, ribbons for her hair. My parents are not rich, not like yours. But I have hopes too, dreams, plans for the future. So, please.

And of course: praise be to you, and God too.

God

posted by lo! @ 11:30 AM