HERE IS MY ENTRY :

I remember growing up in the remote area of Far East Ebonyi state. Growing up was no fun at all. Going to school without shoes on especially empty stomach was no child's play at all. The thought of giving up was interesting but what would become my fate after having givien up was the real problem.
In all my growing up years, an important lesson I got from my grandmother kept me going. My grandma before she passed out, gave me a piece of rock and like the young man up there, she said bite life really hard if you must ever make a difference in your generation .No matter how many times it hurts your teeth, bite it hard until you cut through, she said.