Nine years old
Learning with e's
APRIL 30, 2016
Several summers ago, I found myself driving past my old primary school. I pulled off the road, and parked my car on a grassy verge. I stepped out and gazed around. The fields were golden and the sun was shining. Only a few white, wispy clouds drifted overhead, and a faint breeze ruffled my hair. I remembered many days like these during my childhood.
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