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A wonderful story of the power of choice which brings positive change in the life of an individual.

Submitted: March 18, 2016

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Submitted: March 18, 2016



A Place I Lived

By Annette Adamson

July 10, 2009



I lived on Poverty Street between Just over Broke Lane and Barely Making it Blvd.

I was one block away from Wait Till Your Next Paycheck Ave, and two blocks from Rob Peter to Pay Paul Road. 

I had three friends Sorrow, which lived not far from me on Just over Broke Lane, Struggle, who lived on Rob Peter to Pay Paul Road, and Excuse, which stayed on Barely Making it Blvd.


My mail man was Mr. Lack, and when he couldn’t deliver the mail, Ms. Needs took his place, supplying me with my daily portion of bills and debts.

The name of my town was Town of Can’t Change.

I spent so much of my time on the street behind my apartment called Crisis Ave, which I was hardly home.  I’d run around Rat Race Road every day of my life, it encircled my entire city.

I had seen the worst, and sunk the lowest.  One day I couldn’t take it anymore. “Surely there must be a better town than the one I was living in”.


I’d always been told from my youth to block out the sounds I heard in the distance.

I was told, “don’t listen, “It’s not true”, and “It doesn’t work, so don’t even bother”.

But one day, as I was trudging along deep in debt on Rat Race Road I decided to look up and listen,  for the first time in my life and this is what I heard,


Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

If you want something you never had, you’ve got to do something you’ve never done.

Never complain about what you permit.

The problem that infuriates you the most is the problem you were assigned to solve.

Anything you can tolerate you cannot change.

If you can tolerate poverty you will never have prosperity.

Whatever you can adapt to, you have to.

Intolerance of the present creates your future.

What you love is a clue to your gift or talent that you were given and where your assignment is.

Your joy is where your assignment is.

Those who unlock your compassion are those to whom you have been assigned.


For the first time, new information entered my life and it began to change me.

What did I really love?  What did I really hate with a passion?  Who have I been assigned to solve a problem for?

As I began to think, accept, and believe what I was hearing it seemed like a new strength was growing within me that I never had before.

By following these directions I was actually able to climb out of Rat Race Road and in the process of time I moved to a new town.


The street I now own my new home on is My Cup Runneth over Lane, between No Lack Avenue and No Needs Street.

My mail deliverers are Mr. Community involvement, and Ms. Charities.  Daily my mailbox is overflowing with good news. Never Give Up Road runs straight through the center of our town.

I know many people, but I have three dear friends, they are…

Joe Encouragement, who lives on Ask and You Shall receive Blvd.

Ms. Faith, who lives on Make A Joyful Noise Street and Miss Emma Patience who lives on the block behind me, Overcoming Avenue.


We encourage each other in our travels to stay on Everlasting Victory Road which encompasses our entire city.

I now know that what I hate is poverty. What I love is to help people capitalize on their unique differences.

I’ve been sent to assist others by pointing them to the one and only “door” which led me to these truths and to the town I now live in named,

 Choices Create Wealth Town.




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