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Acknowledgments

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I would like to express my profound gratitude to my editor, Douglas Winslow Cooper, Ph.D., a former Harvard University professor, for his valuable contribution and support in editing this literary piece through his company, WriteYourBookWithMe.com

I also thank David Chidi Eberechi and his wife Esther Dave-Eberechi, for their financial support and encouragement offered to me which enabled me to realize this creative work of artistry.
Above all, I thank my lovely mother, Nwaiwu Juliana, and my wife, Chidinma Nwaiwu, who have helped me, encouraging me to write even when there was no hope of realizing this huge dream. Also, thanks to my siblings Nwaiwu Gift, Nwaiwu Promise Nnamdi, Nwaiwu ThankGod Uchenna, Nwaiwu Temple Chizuru, Nwaiwu Confidence, Nwaiwu Happiness Chinyere, and my sister in-law Ogechi Nwaiwu and her children for their encouragement and assistance during the writing project.

My profound gratitude goes to my son, Sampson Fortune-Eminence for being born at this time of creative writing.
I also thank my friend in Liverpool United Kingdom, Nze Leslie Agugua from Nkwere in Imo State for his both emotional and financial support for the success of this publication.
 

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