Matthew Primous
Bio
I am a Black Scholar, International Scholar, & Google Scholar, & 3-Time Eber & Wein Best Poet., Nominee for Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2 time Akademia Excellence Essayists,& 2022 Honorary Muckrack Journalist.
Stories (289/0)
The Beloved Princess
I remember a little bit about my mother and father. I knew they were in loved. I knew they were close at one time. I knew they were best friends. But I never understood why they parted. I never knew why they separated. My grandmother who raised me said they had loved but as much as they had loved, they had disagreements She believed that my father's family wanted him to marry someone else. And my mother felt isolated and unwanted so she ranaway with me. I longed for my father maybe sometimes even more. My father has always been in my heart but I could not express it. My mother left me when I was twelve and she told me everything she could about my father. She said he was some king in a faraway country. She said many things about how powerful and prestigious he was. And that she wrote him letters about me and she received no response. Now that I am about to marry, where a father supposed to wish his daughter well. I don't know where to turn. I don't even know he would notice me. He probably doesn't care. Maybe father moved on and started a new family. However grandma told me to write him as she gave me his address.
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
True Redemption
I remember my father the way he was before what he is now. We used to go on walks and rides throughout the country. We used to bike and see the world. My father was loving, hardworking and honest. My father was caring, good nature and decent. He used to tell me wise stories about life and read to me about what a real man is. He used to have hope for me. Things aren't what they used to be. I'm Kc and my father is President Billy Cleveland. My father was a minister turned politician. He loved people and leading them to the right way. He loved church but he had an urge for justice. He wanted things to get better. Sometimes I think the injustice turned into an ambition because he was determined. But I missed the father who showed his love in practical ways and now that he became President of the United States, things have for certain changed. My mother noticed. Her name was Glo Cleveland. She went from first lady of a church all the way up to First Lady of the United States. My mother for certain noticed the changes in my father but she just dismissed it as job stress. We used to gather at a peaceful dinner but now its just my mother and I.
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
The Professional Code of Ethics
A professional code of ethics is a moral framework that guides the way teams and organisations behave and make decisions in the workplace. It provides the opportunity to set minimum expectations for staff on what's acceptable and how employees can approach and solve problems. Creating a code of ethics takes careful consideration and understanding its significance is important for the organisation and its staff. In this article, we explore what a code of ethics is, why it's important to have one and how to use one
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in The Swamp
Dreams of my father
My mother is Nichelle. Nichelle was a hard working woman who loved her work and family very much. My mother would work all day and all night in her little garden pulling weeds and planting flowers. She would always dedicate herself to the garden and community garden so I know hard work ever since I was young. I know what real labor as my mother put everything into her love of gardens. I believe my grandmother was the same. She would worked hard in the field until she got what she wanted done. She used to say that "That's how people were back then. That's how people act with dignity and due diligence." And my grandmother was a godly woman who taught my mother everything she known. She was the main cornerstone in the family. Anyways back to my mother, my mother was the center of my daily life. I only remember her raising me and taking care of me. And my mother did the best she can. But as a young man, Mikey is the name. I just was a little troublesome. Seeing other boys playing with their father, seeing other boys laughing with their father. I would just stand still and daydream what life would of been like if my father raised me. What life would of been like if he would of got back with my mother. They say children dream all the time. They have good dreams. And they have bad dreams. And my dreams as I aged became more complicated. It happened that I got in a fight one day. A boy at school with his friends were laughing at me in math class, he flicked my ear about ten times. And I know the teacher saw him and so I got angry. I jack him up against the file cabinet in the class. I yank him three times yelling and frustrated. And the teacher had to stop the fight. We both went to the vice principal office. And the boy went first and said his side uncaringly. Then I went in crying because I knew mother would be disappointed and I was gonna be in troubled. I tried to explain my side. And I was held till my mother came. My mother looked at me harshly and she compelled to the vice principal. And I knew I was gonna get in trouble. Nichelle said "Boy what's got into you. You're getting into fights. Acting up at school. Daydreaming." I acted as if I was listening because I did not want to get a whipping. "Mikey do you hear me talking to you? I am trying to understand you son. I am doing my best to raise you. Are you showing out because of your father not being apart of your life," said Nichelle while driving home. "Your father was a good man but too controlling and too career-focus. We did marry briefly. And you do look like him," Nichelle said trying to ease her son. "Yeah ever once and while I wish he would come back. I wish he would be the man I fell in love with." "Mom yeah I dream of my father. I dream of my dad. Other boys have father," Mikey confessing to his mother. "Well I understand but as Mama would say ain't no need of fussing over something you can't really change. I guess you old enough to hear about JJ. That was his name JJ. He was a hard man. He loved music. We used to do things together. And your father did held you in his big arms. I knew he did at one time love me. And he definitely loved you. And if he was here he would proud of you," Nichelle holding back the tears in her eyes. "Don't cry Mama. I'll tell you like I told my principal. That boy kept bothering me. The teacher saw it. And I overreacted. Sorry Mama. sorry for disappointing you. It will never happened again," confessing Mikey. Nichelle stopping at the home, "Mikey I'm gonna let this one go. Because I know the real reason. A mother knows. Son a mother is just as good as a father. A mother can love just as hard as a father. A mother can fight just as much as a father. Let this be a lesson. A mother is just as good as a father. I love you. I gave up everything for you. Do you understand me?" Mikey quietly responding and Nichelle said "You can dream. Dream of your father but be better. Be the man your mother always knew."
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
Ana & Jack
There was a certain dispute that came across the land. Some was for war and some was for peace. To every part there seem to be a different opinion. And the younger was against the older. And the communities feuded. Many people were in an uproar. But not Jack, Jack was smooth like butter and he was cunning. His family was a military family. He grew up idolizing generals and military heroes. His whole life was set before him and he was ready to start his life on the brigade. And then there was Ana, Ana was lovely and Ana was beautiful and she was promised at a young age to choose from many suitors. Ana was picture perfect and a wonderful attitude about life. She grew up in fair conditions and she was infatuated with smarts and looks and cleverness. It so happened that Jack was stationed in the reserve in Ana's city. Jack was serious about his job and he did not want to jeopardized his career, his family honor and his livelihood. He would wear his uniform constantly and would not loosen up for nobody. And after several months, just when he was about to get his promotion. And he was set on an assignment near Ana's family. And after a few times the two met eye to eye, Jack brushed her off because he was afraid of love. Yet Ana kept coming and she was clever to him. First she would talk sweet to him and he would gently smile with the troops. Then she would come near asking many questions about what troops do and Ana made a joke and had the officers laughing. And when Jack overheard the joke, he threw off his hat and roll laughing and he asked his officers for whom made the joke. However they forgot about Ana. And when she appeared again interested in the officers, Jack was busy doing something. And Ana made a joke again and had the whole troop laughing. And one of them called Jack and Jack came laughing throwing his helmet in the air. And Ana shocked, she caught the helmet. "You might not wanna do that stud. Throw your helmet in a frenzy. You might hurt somebody," Ana said. "Well look out. Cause that was the funniest joke I ever heard and you. Wait a minute you are that funny. You are that cute. You are that beautiful with all that sass." Jack said. And Ana signed and Jack slowly drew closer. "Not in my wildest dreams did I think you would be so much. Hey what's your name." The officers came and pull Jack away and told him that's the woman with the jokes and beauty, Ana. And they pulled Jack away saying his name. Ana in excitement rushed back home and told her parents she met someone and that he was the love of her life and his name. Sometime later, Ana's parents hired men to chopped trees in the back woods. And Ana was curious and chatting with her friends. And her friends were curious about the woodmen so they asked Ana if they could look. And low and behold her friends begged, pleaded and forced Ana to look while Ana was explaining that her heart is for only one man. As she was saying this and about to say his name. She looked unwillingly and one of the men came near. He had no shirt on, medium built and sweating from the labor and her friends thought he was coming toward them. And Ana scarely close her eyes and turn. And he walked slowly and stood behind her. It was Jack and he called her name gently. Ana slightly ignored and then he said his name and reminded her of her joke. "Ana you can look at me. I want you. It's Jack Ana. I did this job for you," exclaimed Jack. Ana turned ever so gently and exclaimed "Heyyyyyy Jack. Woooo Jack." And Jack fell to his knees and kiss Ana's hands and begged her to get married. And Ana told her friends to get her parents. And her parents saw the two and knew they were in loved.
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
The Love of a Father
There was a certain well to do woman. She worked hard for everything she got. Even when she was young her father taught her to work hard and fight for life. She took the lessons of her father, Alfred carefully. Alfred was raised by farmers and he could not educate himself because he had to work for his family as an only child. Alfred loved the outdoors and he loved walking at night and looking at the stars. In fact when his daughter, Annie Alice was little he would take her on walks first carrying her on his back then walking besides her holding her hand. He would show her the stars and told her she is one of them. Alfred met Annie Alice's mother when he became owner of the family farm. Her mother was a little older than him and she was loving and pretty and fun as he remember. They were engaged but ambition and tragedy maud their relationship. They however had a relationship long enough to produce Annie Alice who did not know much about her mother and only her father who dedicated his life to her. Alfred was her father first and her friend second. And occasionally he would say to her proudly that he loved her. It happened over almost a lifetime of saving, Alfred was able to afford college education for Annie Alice. Annie Alice was proud like her father and said she would work for her education but Alfred said "I want you to be better than me. The farm is here to stay and doing well but I promised myself you will be great. You will do things I never achieved. You will be the woman I always knew. Take the money Annie. It was always yours. I want you to have a better life." Annie Alice broke down and cried and she took the money from her father. It happened that as she worked that Summer over the farm that she met a man named Jacobs. Annie Alice loved Jacobs and the two quickly fell in love. Annie Alice was sneaking out and seeing the love of her life many times. And it was the perfect night. The trees were in full bloom. The sky was lited with every star. And the moon was legendary in the sky. And Jacobs and Annie Alice were under the biggest oak tree being playful and cuddingly when suddenly Jacobs kiss gently Annie Alice. And she immediately liked and over and over and over again. And they made love under the giant oak tree. And it happened that Annie Alice stood all night with Jacobs. Alfred searched all night for his beloved daughter, Annie Alice. And he travelled almost till morning and he was crying and disturbed. He went with his farm workers. And they endlessly looked for Annie Alice. Then when he came home, she was there. Alfred had a heated discussion with Annie Alice and Annie Alice lied to her father because she was sore afraid of his response. Later on when she met with Jacobs, she told the love of her life that she could not see him anymore. And Jacobs begged her and she explained that her father was worried and that she promised him to never do it again. Months later, Annie Alice is sicked just before the semester, she is throwing up and unable to control her appetite. And her father took her to the doctor and the doctor after exhausting out sound reason discovers that she is pregnant. Alfred is angry and frustrated and has a sudden argument with Annie Alice. And Annie Alice admitted to seeing Jacobs and she said that she gave him up for her father. Alfred tells Annie Alice, "Annie I love you. I don't want you to be like me. Let me take this child. And I will give him back when you finished college." And Annie Alice agreed. as months passes and Annie Alice has the child. She continues her studies far from home and ever so often checking with her father and the child. Annie Alice eventually finished college after several years and she becomes envelope in her career. She becomes a successful lawyer and has a fame firm in the big city. The years have distanced her from her child and she is engulf with the work being a major partner. After so many years working and being successful, her father's family called her. She finds out her father, Alfred is very sicked. So she takes a trip to Georgia and when she arrived at the hospital. She sees her father, Alfred holding hands with a woman. The woman did not notice Annie Alice until the nurse came in and she smiled at Annie Alice. Annie Alice asked her father about the woman. And her father Alfred reminded her of the night she did not show up and how he was praying and crying for her. Annie Alice exclaimed sorrowfully that she was sorry for that. And her father Alfred said that he forgave her. And he said bluntly "Annie Alice that's your mother. That's your mother Gayle. I know its been long. I know its been hard but she came back." Annie Alice responded "Dad I thought she was dead. I thought she was dead. You let her leave. You let her go.....I don't know if I can take it right now." Her father Alfred said "I raised Boyle. I raised your son and I raised you. We were young like you. We were naïve. Why do you think I sought you college." And the nurse came with a young man. Alfred said "There he is. There is my boy. Boyle." And the young man Boyle responded and smiled gently. Annie Alice asked the nurse if she knew where that woman was who was with her father, Alfred. The nurse said she is right here waiting outside the door. Annie Alice exclaimed while hugging and being emotional "Mom I waited for you. Mom I wished upon the star for you. Mom." And her mother held Annie Alice and she cried and told her "You don't have to call me Mom. Gayle. I love you sweetheart. I miss you. Your father is a good man. All I asked is for your forgiveness. Don't be like me You got a good young man. Boyle is smart and all I ask you to do is be the mother I never was." Annie Alice slowly pick herself up and tell her mother that she forgive her. Annie Alice call for son Boyle and she hug him and her father and Gayle, her mother wraps her arms around Annie Alice.
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
The Love Story of Lady Ninnie & Lord Kennie
It was not far but yes away. That a certain respectable Aristocrat named Henry created a family. He met the love of his life Alissa. Alissa was fair and lovely. She came from humble beginnings. She had many suitors but Henry won her over. At the beginning of their marriage, they both had struggle and yet somehow overcome the trials and tests of life back then. Henry loved Alissa with all of his heart and she bore many children. It so happened that Alissa fell ill after her child Ninnie. Alissa became too weak to continually being the main caretaker she was. Alissa spent many days in the hospital and her expenses were creating havoc for the family. "Alissa I love you with all of my heart. I love you with everything that is within," cried Henry at her bedside "You know I lost my mother at an early age and my father could bearly take care of me. Please God let her recover. Let her live." Henry would take the children to see her for several months and she got a little better but eventually she passed. Ninnie was the only one who did not know her mother so well. The only children had many fond memories of their mother. Ninnie would be shy and quiet. Ninnie hurted and cried when she thought of her mother apart of her that she did not think would heal. And so Henry buried and had Alissa's funeral, and Henry received a sum and title from Alissa's family. Henry did not know Alissa's family was rich and well endowed. Alissa's family told Henry that Alissa runaway from them because they did not approved of her marriage. Alissa's family apologized at the funeral and they hug and kiss Henry and Alissa's children. Alissa's funeral was lovely and sad at the same time for many people were heartbroken over her sudden death. And as the years passed on, Ninnie stood by her father Henry who became so wealthy and great at business that he became a Lord. Lord Henry raised his family and many of Ninnie's brothers and sister grew up before her. All of her brothers got married and had families and children. Her sister then got married and had children. But Ninnie did not know love she did not know relationship. Ninnie was still that little girl that did not know her mother Alissa. Ninnie was hardworking she was smart like her siblings. She loved working and being diligent. She helped cared for her nieces and nephews. And she took care of her older father Lord Henry. Then one day, a man came by and Ninnie's father Lord Henry was sleeping. The man was looking for her cousin Abram. He said "Hi Lovely Lady, my name is Kennie. I'm a friend of your cousin Abram. Is he here?" And Ninnie brush him off. And Ninnie told her father Lord Henry. Eventually this happened many times then Lord Henry finally talk to Kennie. Lord Henry said "Kennie Abram told me you are into business. He told me you came from a good family." "Yes that is right my mother is a doctor and my father is a minister but I want to see what it is like to be a businessman," exclaimed Kennie. "So you like business.that's good....are you seeing anybody?" said Lord Henry. "Nope my mother and father want me to get a good education so in the meantime I am thinking about going to the military." said Kennie. "Kennie I got one last child, one last daughter, Ninnie. She's hardworking, she's beautiful like her mother Alissa and she is strong," said Lord Henry. Kennie looked eager and smiling and really really really listening. "I would like for you to be her husband, now just think about it because I don't want her alone. She was the youngest and she is pretty shy. Be gentle and kind and protect her for me." said Lord Henry. Abram came in the room and said," I heard Kennie, Ninnie is no joke. She's a good woman. Don't hurt my cousin. Be charming but not a Casanova." Lord Henry called for Ninnie and told her that she got a date and she resisted but obeyed her father Lord Henry. It was the perfect night, the breeze was gentle the sun was beautifully set. It was made for love. Kennie came just at 7:30pm and he knocked in a black pinstripe tuxedo with just pick carnations in his right hand. And Ninnie answered the door in a lovely fitting light blue dress that her mother Alissa passed down to her. And Kennie gave her the flowers and she hugged him and he gave her a light kiss on her cheek and they walk to the park talking and laughing and mingling. They were the perfect match. And that was their story, a love for all times.
By Matthew Primous6 months ago in Writers
Bourgnew's Transformative Leadership
It's when you listen to your people. When you listened to their responses and evidentiary works. And you listen to the call to duty, carefully making a decision that is needed and popular. When you really listen and seek resolution beyond what you feel and beyond what you think. When you can walk in the shoes of your soldier and walk in the shoes of your supporter and honestly connect. When you can make that connection to their necessities and wants and decided decisively where to put your support. You have to transform the outlook on your priorities. You have to think outside the box in perspective of the soldiers. You have to see the loopholes in the situation and explore how to repair the outlook. You have to focus on the possibilities and link them together for resolution. it's not about being crafty. It's not about being deceitful. It's not about popularity alone. It's not about doing what is favorable only to officers but its looking deep down into the crisis. And realizing that something necessary must be done. That this crisis got to be averted or all else will fail. It is building up moral. Strengthening the trust among your soldiers and strengthening the trust among officers and alike. Letting them know that you are loyal to them as they are loyal to you. That you see the bigger picture. That you see the major outcome. And winning over their support with knowledge, intel, and resources. Letting them know that you hear them and that you see them. Letting them know that you are ready, ready to fight for them, ready to defend your cause, and ready at all odds to be the best you can be. You must role model the behavior that you want others to exhibit. You must show your troops how to act and be strong and be brave. You must show them to mediate and find the reason behind their fear and crush that fear with duty, loyalty, and trust. Transformative Leadership is about change. It's about ambition. It's about seeing the present opportunities ahead of you and choosing the best one that is accomplishable. It's about perceiving what your people need and using that perception to outline victory. It's about building bridges and relationships. Building confidence in your people and soldiers by verifying and critically assessing their thoughts and movements. You have to immortalized your troops with thoughts of acclamation. You must reaffirm their faith, hope and trust. You must let them know that they are not alone and that help is on the way. You must guide them to victory and embrace their shortcomings and show them direction. You have to strengthened them to complete the mission and build them up with the directives that must be completed. You have to carefully lead them to victory and mature their thinking where they can easily brainstorm new ideas. It's about detailing the process of victory every step of the way and acknowledging mistakes using them as stepping stones for success. Only be firm when you see major retaliation and major digress from the process and path of victory. That is only time you need to set an example to get the result you seek and alert other soldiers away from repeating those retaliations. Transformative Leadership is actions and details aligning together to produce results. It is putting forth an example of expectations and success using a higher level of thinking throughout the process and trusting the individuals to carry out the mechanisms. It's allowing leadership to be a verb. It's allowing leadership to be an action. Transformative gives the power to those who have the intel and evidence. It's more than trial and error, it is powerful and effective in administering justice and guaranteeing freedom.
By Matthew Primous9 months ago in History
Bourgnew's Situational Leadership
Situational Leadership is a testing of waters. You have to test others to improve others. You have to test their abilities and capabilities in order to set an example for the rest of your people. Testing is a way of verifying and building up. You want the strongest. You want the best. You have to discern the resources you are given. It takes apt. It takes knowledge. It takes hardwork but it is worth the work. Your people will thank you for it when they see your wisdom and perception. When they see that you are a disciplined leader and a strong leader who takes advise and respect the troops. And there are times where you have to let democratic leadership intervene. You have to let others lead where they are strong and make them setback when they are weak. Everybody can be weak especially if they do not have the evidence and the intel. And they are unsure about going on the mission. Not all missions will be successful but you can use them to learn, discern, and decipher the negatives from the positives. A leader knows not to put to much on one side but to evenly delegated authority to others to create a consensus of force. This consensus force can withstand any uncertainty, any unknown conflict letting the troops know that we are in this together and making sure you reward everyone who contribute good intel because that set the basis for constructive leadership which can avail crisis as they arise. Situational Leadership is about knowing your weaknesses and your strengths and creating a cohort of major players who can balance your administration. As the leader, you must show the necessities of the mission. You must show the importance of the action taken. You must show the need for repercussions. You must show that the crisis is real and eroding freedom. You must create the patriotism. Patriotism is just doing anything but availing the freedoms of your country and strengthening its ties to the rest of the world. It is much bigger than one's personal belief. Patriotism is a way of life for soldiers and its a reason to die in conflict. You must create the ideology of heroism. Heroism isn't risking lives unless necessity and as a last resort.. Heroism is thinking outside the box, knowing your enemy's plans and repercussion and using it for your strategic benefits. Heroism is using courage to defeat fears. You must structure what is missing. Connect the missing pieces and create and form the necessary mentality for success. You cannot be shaken on the evidence. You cannot let the little things deter you from the real motives. You must have a clear mind and be one in your thoughts. Now as the directives change, you must change but also remain resilient on the purpose of justice. You must not lose track of administering justice. You must stay focus that this is bigger than you, this is bigger than your troops, this is bigger than your people. It has to have a world purpose, a historic purpose that outlive time. To really make a change that can benefit everyone. It has to bring to light the darkness. The darkness which was blinded to this world and which still exist in the world. You cannot let it stay hidden. And you must encourage others to stand up, other allies, other nations, other countries to work together. Alone is only necessary on a temporary basis in exploring the possibilities but when you know the underlining truth you must bring in all the resources, bring in all the defence, bring in all the ammunitions to tear the stronghold down and build up liberty. It is necessary for the institution of democracy. It is necessary for the existence of the free world. It is necessary for the preservation of the present society. To forge the bounds that lead us to peace, that abounds justice and that resist hatred
By Matthew Primous9 months ago in History
Computation integration nominated for 2023 A' Design Award
The A’ Design Award is one of the World’s largest and most influential design accolades that governs the World Design Rankings, has its own design museum, has over 200+ jurors, 50+ official media partners, 2000 affiliated design publications, publishes results in 108 languages, physically exhibits winners in 10 countries, organized in 133 categories and obtains over 180 million page views and 2.5 billion impressions, each year.
By Matthew Primous10 months ago in 01
The Bourgnewian Trade Agreement
This subscription agreement with a positive Bourgnew's Omnibus Check will secure future investments. Authorized by the Bourgnewian Government aka The Bourgnewian Commonwealth to foster fair, equal and mutual trade for the benefits of all people including Bourgnewians. This agreement will collaborate the two federal departments of The Bourgnewian Government stated as the Republic Bureau of Investigations and Council of Prosperity. Individuals and Companies seeking to trade must meet the afforded qualfiications and standards to be preserved whether national or international. Hereforth
By Matthew Primous10 months ago in Trader
One of the Most Elite Minds
Well it all started with me as an infant trying to read a College Mathematics book. I don't quite know how it got into my hands or who put it into my hands but I do know it changed my world. Ever since I was young I just wanted to learn and think freely. I wanted to be me. I wanted to be great. I wanted to smart. And that's what my five other siblings knew, they watched me grow and they watched me become as they were becoming. We each had to work for what we wanted. We each were told how special we were. We each were given talent. Some things they were good at and some things I was good at. And yes we fought each other. At first I was dying to sing so crazy about singing that I made straight A's in elementary to be taught how to sing because music was everything to me and so was art. And my first teachers made learning unique, exciting, and fun. They spent the time that my parents couldn't because they were busy trying to provide a roof and food on the table. Learning was like a game. And I was mastering at having fun at learning and doing the things I cherish most. Ah music and art made me happy. If I could paint, create and draw without restrictions then I would be happy. Drawing leaders in history and trying to learn from them and understand their deposition. I never thought in my wildest dreams to become a national leader. And something surpassed music and art being more important. It was learning everything I could possibly learn. After struggling in the suburbs elementary and regaining A's in sixth grade then straight A's for a quarter and being told that I was as smart as an English Teacher. I was introduced to learning. Something about learning and learning everything you possible can made me happy and free. I would spend hours and hours at the library because homework was fun and interesting. And my older siblings told me that I had to learn for myself about my subjects and I did. I took the challenge. I even got to teach at age 11 older students and my artwork competed with college students. But even I knew I needed more education before teaching yet I was curious very curious about teaching others about the knowledge I knew. Then in high school tutoring in Math and Chemistry while learning and helping students pass. And if I got Bill Gates Scholarship I would of graduated in tenth grade starting high school early. I did however start college early and was accepted into college before my high school graduation. And in high school I tied Greek philosophy with music exploring how music combines all subjects and perfect the earnest learner. Unable to afford college, taking a risk on a new invention inspired by my technology teacher and economics teacher. I invented an invention before graduating high school and learning business while working in high school. It was my illness that brought me back to college. I had that fervent desire to understand health and education. I excelled at my classes making high honors the first semester with straight A's and being consistent throughout college excelling at health and business given a distinctive associates and honor bachelors and a lifetime achievement in business and in the National Leadership Honor Society for life. I always believed God granted me this success and I always thank Him. And now one of the Most Elite Minds in Business, I could hear my mother and father saying we told you so Matt. You're smart.
By Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Motivation