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My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

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I was finely grounded before I was brought to the capital city to be tested in the laboratory. Then it was my turn to speak for my fellows in the village, my turn to start a new life. I might be soil in my homeland. But I never knew what I would be in the future. I never knew, what I could have done to my people in the village.

I was then handed from the local people to the geologists. How I saw it was that, when they handed me to the 'no-more-strangers,' they also handed their life, and their trust. They did not understand my future. They did not even know if the soil that they dug were prospectus. All that they knew was that they have given their best to accompany those 'no-more-strangers' in order to reach a succeed, whatever it really was.

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