God please help the homeless this raining season.
I remember living a homeless life last year, sleeping where I get beaten by rain and I’ll have to sit all through.
I don’t wish that on anyone, just help the homeless God.🙏It’s not a good thing to experience.😪
Today, I join the league of my father, a Professor of French Literature.
As his daughter, I am now a Doctor of French Literature.
This moment is a full circle journey of legacy, passion, and perseverance. Growing up, I watched my father breathe life into texts, languages, and
For the first time in my life, I felt it so bad, probably because somebody had to ask me ´where your papa’?
We might not have father’s but we have fathers.✌️❤️