Faith Ijiga
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THE LINK TO LIGHT
Young Adult The first installment in the, the light series.
The Link To Light is a story that revolves around ---. It tells about Ifesinachi Uzonndu getting admission into the University of Pennsylvania via a scholarship program, and how this changes not just her life but that of those around her..
In life, one tends to meet with people of different backgrounds, cultures and even lifestyles, and this tends to shape our lives and maybe even destinies in the long run. This comes by way of influence where we influence and are influenced by people, but it is via wisdom that one is able to discern right and wrong influence.
Such is the case with Ifes, she gets to meet with Mandy Parker and her squad of Friends who one could call well to do. They could be referred to as high class, but even with their wealth, there is this vacuum in their lives that money cannot fill. They go about living high and large in life, but on the inside, they are just empty bodies walking about..
Yo.... then comes into the picture and attempts to provide a filling ( by preaching the good news right??) for their seemingly empty lives. I wouldn't suffice to say it was a smooth ride because it wasn't. There were sudden stops at junctions,pot holes, engine failures, but at the end, one could say it was fulfilling. Although it was a case of winning some and losing some, at the tail end, satisfaction came from having being able to have reached someone.
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