EVERY DAY IS A FATHER’S DAY
My little boy, who is yet to be four, is waving me off from the door. His mother is holding him up and up on her arms so he can see me move out of sight.
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MY DIARY
childhood
The childhood in the life of humans is the budding stage before full blossoming. If parents are good enough to understand the meaning implied, they are going to implant such good things in their children in this initial stage where the tender life begins, they are going to give the world priceless gifts more than anything the modern world needs today.
MY DIARY
THE HEAD TEACHER UNCLE & THE SCHOOL
The last bell tolled as we played on. It was too loud. Louder were we to pay heed to anything else. It was time for the school to fall in…
MY DIARY
THE YARD : MY LOVELY BOYHOOD DAYS
The yard was not grassy, but it had patches of grass and a bosk of shrubs intermingled around a big clear central ground for the children like me to play…
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