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Aug 2020
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One sunny afternoon                                        
I set my tent in the jungle,
and broke every rule walking alone to find a sip of fresh water.     
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I studied everything I could about big creatures that live in the jungle. I was convinced that there are no lions and hyenas, ...
when all of a sadden I could not step on the ground.      
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Paralyzing pain was numbing my right leg.
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I was bitten by a venomous creature.
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I immediately knew that I’ll die
suffocating.
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The fear helped me deepen my breath, with no hope for survival ...
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Big creatures have been given power, while minuscule one have been gifted with venom and poison to protect themselves.

Never underestimate a minuscule creature, ...
Life teachings come to us in many ways.

There is more and more knowledge, but never more learning.

Learning comes through direct experience.

In the jungle, I learned a big deal about the so-called small creatures ... My experience taught me that there are no small creatures...
Maria Mitea
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Maria Mitea
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