Our school days are much like the roots of a bush. Some branches of the bush wither and die from one malaise or another. Some branches are all foliage, providing nutrients back to the other parts of the bush but, never bearing the blossom or fruit of other branches. Yet still providing for the good of the bush.
Some branches will blossom and show in all the glory the life experience has provided them. Then the blossom fall from the bush only to become fertilizer for the next bush. Some branches hold blossoms which have been pollinated and come to bear fruit. The seed of this fruit falls to earth for the beginning on the next bush.
What ever branch of this bush you feel you are have the courage to own it.
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