A local rice is made up of chaff (sand) and the rice it self.
No matter how you blow the chaff out or maybe how many rice falls out in the process,you will still find something to go with, you will still find some rice to cook.
You might be wondering why I write about the local rice now this is the point I want to draw from it.
How many of us will love to be like the local rice?
How many would still be productive after life strucks you so hard?
How many of us can still be useful if we are to be sieved?
What good thing can be gotten out of you?
Sit and think
May God help us.
