DO YOU ASK YOUR CHILDREN HOW THEIR DAY WENT AT WORK PLACE?

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Children are precious gift from our creator and we are to love and cherish them passionately, we are to protect, and give them direction to the right part. No matter how the shoulders rise it will not be taller than the head, The fact that they are grown up, doesn't mean they know better, or they know the way you do. 

Some of these children pass through untold pains at their work places but you might not know, some of them need someone to talk to, but you don't give them the needed attention to open up. 

Whenever your children who are working under people, particularly the female ones are back, sit them down and ask them their experience at work place, ask them how they are being treated by their bosses.

 We are in a generation where a married man will employs  a young girl and would wants to take advantage of her, they will persuade them that if they make love with them, some money will be added on their salaries, or a particular amount will be given to them; if they are not willing to comply with their requests, they will come out with another trick  that is either they comply or be sacked.

 This becomes difficult to those young girl, These men do this not because they love your children but because they are evil and would  want to distroy or go after anything in a skirt of a young girl. Always ask your children their experience at work place, any job that requires their bodies is not worth having.

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