The days society brought us up.

The days society brought us up. It was raining heavily. My paper umbrella was huge but tattered with holes. Seven-year-old me reached school, totally a wet rag doll! The teacher wiped me down. She took off her warm woolly sweater for me. Going home, I reached a flooded bridge over a huge drain. The waterContinue reading “The days society brought us up.”

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