I knew I could do them before I could walk. I had seen them on the television. I’ve had dreams about them, imagined them, talked them, slept them and practically done everything doable that comes with them but not the actual thing itself.
at level eight I was used and manipulated by teachers and friends…
I knew deep down I would end up doing them, even though my mother said it was going to be my favorite hobby. My sister, she encouraged me, sharing more details than my developing brain should absorb and yes, it did absorb them well enough that is why I can share now. Oh, and let’s not forget the neighbors. They contributed immensely to my growth by borrowing me scarce tools.
It was fun and still is.
I had developed muscles with the aid of everyone around and hence, at level eight I was used and manipulated by teachers and friends. Everyone wanted a piece of them. They did not seem to care that I had stayed home some days to master the skill and I also did not object to sharing with them.
It was fun and still is. I was taught how to read, write and share with friends. Thanks for reading this piece of me. Thanks for the encouragement thus far.
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