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WAKE UP TO REALITY

 It's Jhonny from 6th grade is ecstatic to find out he has been chosen to be the principal for one day at his school. He got ready for the big day, putting on a suit and tie and even bringing a few pencils and erasers as gifts for his teachers. No one couldn't believe their eyes and they have no idea what was going there. He started his day by issuing an executive order: No more homework! Everyone was overjoyed at this news and praised their new principal. The rest of the day went well, with the young principal having great conversations with students and teachers alike. He even took part in some of the classes and seemed to be an instant hit with everyone. By that, all students had great fond with the new principal. He's full of butterflies in his stomach. Then he started to implement more and more in a single day. No assignments, No exams,  evening snacks, and Weekly trips. And it's time for the lunch break, the young principal had his lunch and went for rounds. On the way, he heard a loud noise "Jhonny it's already late, wake up soon!!" Then suddenly he woke up from his bed and realized that it was just a dream. He felt so dejected.

Dreams are not just something you experience in your sleep. A dream can be something that keeps you awake, pushing and inspiring you to take action in pursuit of a better life. It is when we wake up to the reality of the situation that we finally understand what our dreams truly mean and how they can help us shape our future. Waking up to reality can be a difficult process, but it is essential for us to move forward in life. The world around us is constantly changing and evolving, and if we don't stay aware and prepared for the unexpected, we can easily slip into an unhealthy state of being. Dreaming about something that is uncertain or unusual is common for most people. But one should know their own quality and should wake up to reality!!

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  1. True!!💯 ❤️

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  2. Monday Motivation❤️❤️🔥

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