ENOUGH OF THE MEDIOCRITY!

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There's urgent need for professionalism to return to schools.


The educational system is anchored on integrity and nobility thus must not be short-changed for anything else. As educators and teachers, the onos lies on you to be deliberate in instilling both knowledge and strength of character in your students.The question is, how seriously are we taking this narrative?


What sort of picture are you portraying when you endorse cheating, malpractices and corruption in the school?


What sort of example are you giving to the students when you endorse BULLYING and TANTRUMS, while giving the perpetrators a pat on the back?


What type of generation do you hope to breed when you go ahead to validate the lackadaisical attitude of students towards achieving excellence while aiding and abating the 'SHORTCUT APPROACH '?


   It's time to pause and ponder over the ripple and adverse effects of your actions, especially as an educator who should know better and serve with utmost sense of commitment and dedication. 


How genuine are your intentions?


Enough of the Mediocrity!


Let's uphold and defend the integrity of the educational system which was originally built on high standards and principles. A system worthy of emulation, and a system that everyone of us can be proud of. Our children deserves sound education, let's not deprive them. 


SAY NO TO MEDIOCRITY!


SAY NO TO UNPROFESSIONALISM!


LET'S SAY YES TO QUALITY EDUCATION!


YES! WE CAN!


Yours Truly


E PLUS The Storyteller ✍🏽


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#educationforall 

#QualityEducation 

#educate 

#educators

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