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In loving memory of Chadwick Boseman

Memory..

in the memory of...

the days they spend together were no less than a story , this poem explains how and what they did when they were together

TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED DAD, MR OSONG ETTAH UBI IN LOVING ONE YEAR MEMORY- 2ND JANUARY 2024

TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED DAD, MR OSONG ETTAH UBI IN LOVING MEMORY- 2ND JANUARY 2024

Daytime naps improve memory and cut the risk of heart attacks.

Scientists found that people who napped for 30 to 90 minutes had better word recall – which is a sign of good memory – than people who did not nap or who napped for longer than 90 minutes. People who napped for that golden 30 to 90 minutes were also better at figure drawing, another sign of good cognition. One theory explaining poor cognition in those who take longer naps: Resting more during the day may be a sign of poor quality nighttime sleep, according to Gamaldo. “In the study, naps longer than 90 minutes could have been called ‘a second sleep.’” This poor quality nighttime sleep – the kind that requires extra-long napping during the day – can lead to cognitive problems, she adds. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

The Memory Thief

In this shadows of the city, a mysterious figure known as "The Memory Thief" has the ability to extract, manipulate, and even steal memories, with this power, they have built a lucrative business, helping people erase painful memories, after unpleasant experience, and even steal secrets from the minds of others.

Unforgettable memory of journey to Thailand

One of the most unforgettable experiences on a journey through Thailand is encountering the ethereal beauty of the northern region, particularly during the annual Yi Peng Lantern Festival in Chiang Mai. As dusk descends, the sky transforms into a canvas of twinkling lights as thousands of paper lanterns, illuminated by flickering candles, are released into the night. The festival, celebrated during the full moon of the twelfth lunar month, is a time of renewal and gratitude, symbolized by the ac

IN MEMORY OF ALL LOST DADS

Losing a parent when you've barely even had a chance to know them is just something else I cannot comprehend. I lost my papa just before I turned a year old. The only memory I have of him is photos...he only had 3 existing photos left behind. I feel and know I love him;...the resemblance and the smile he left portray the hero that brought me to this world. Every Father's Day is a celebration and a moment of silence for the man I did not get a chance to pay my last respect to. I know life would have been better and different if he was present. My life choices would be guided just by the presence of his being. My family would not be broken at such a fragile age. All I can ask is "Why so soon Daddy?" I know someone else was shattered more than I could ever be....My Mama. I write this because her strength has held us two as a family and raised a strong woman inside. Her hard work and sacrifices have broken boundaries. MAY ALL THE SOULS OF OUR LOST PAPAs REST IN ETERNAL PEACE.

School life

School Life School life is a time of growth, learning, and exploration. It is a period that shapes the future of an individual, both academically and personally. During this time, students are exposed to different subjects, diverse perspectives, and new experiences that help them discover their interests, talents, and aspirations. In this blog, we will explore the different aspects of school life and how they contribute to the development of a student. Academics : One of the primary focuses of s

Smiling through life: The story of Jack and Bill

In a bustling city, there were two old men named Jack and Bill. They both lived long and fulfilling lives and had reached the age of 80. Despite the many challenges they faced in their lives, they remained cheerful and content. They enjoyed sitting on a bench on the street corner, observing the world around them, and chatting with each other. People in the city knew them well, and often referred to them as the "smiling old men." Jack and Bill had a bond that only came from years of friendship, a

Past Bad Experience

It is sometimes hard to forget the events that left unmitigated effects in your brain. Your brain is a very effective organ; it retains memories in your mind. The life we are living, The friends we meet and the people who come in and out of our lives leave some memories, and those memories have effects that depend upon the effectiveness of the thoughts. Most of the time we forget the things, messages, memories that have negligible effects on our lives, however, we retain those bullying, harassme

Title: "In Loving Memory of My Father: A Tribute Poem"

This heartfelt poem reflects on the loss of a beloved father. It speaks to the enduring love and cherished memories left behind by the departed dad. The poem emphasizes how the father's guidance, wisdom, and love continue to live on in the heart of the grieving individual. Despite the pain of the loss, there is a sense of comfort in the idea that the father's presence remains, providing strength and guidance for the future.

Ecc Memory Market Share Overview, Component, Market Revenue and Forecast 2020-2030

Market Research Future (MRFR) asserts that the global ECC memory market is poised to grow at an impressive CAGR throughout the assessment period (2020- 2027).

In Loving Memory of Senator Annie Okonkwo

By Edward T. Dibiana and Uche Nworah, Ph.D Many Nigerians may seemingly be familiar with the Nigerians in Diaspora Commission (NIDCOM), a federal government agency that oversees the multidimensional engagements of Nigerians in the Diaspora, with the objective to protect their interest and also harness their potentials to ensure meaningful contributions to the development of the nation. But what they may not likely know is that the initiative that birthed this increasingly impactful commission, h

Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

Beauty of Multan City Pakistan

Photography of Multan City

Expression of child in memory

Child in memory. She passed away because of sick. Mother will always remember you, because you had been part of my heart.

A memory

memory

Just memory

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