Memories of my childhood is before going to school. Every morning, the mother would prepare food for me always. After eating the rice, and then dad will drive you to the school of Greek schools. My father would go to services and portable classrooms, and that makes me come across a friend. She is a woman, a little curly hair. I know her Her name is diowi, we are close friends together. Her handwriting is beautiful I always lied her that if she worked for me. Where can I buy candy, she? I lied to her every day. But she became convinced and agree to write the work, but I was able to help her. She doesn't like to drink fresh milk of the school. Every evening after the rest. Teachers, we drink milk before returning home, and that's my job. I need to drink her milk. I drink two bags of milk every day. We are friends coming 16 years. We do everything together. We are the Tower together until the end of secondary school 6. Although now we are separated. But we talk about it every day. And here are my good memories.
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