Memories of my childhood days when I was 6 years old to school in the morning, the first sound you hear is not the sound of the rooster crows. But as a mom woke me to school. I do remember Orhrn And clothing to dress and eat when I'm finished. I bike to school, I'm excited and scared enough to plant study did not dare enter. See other kids with parents walking hand in hand into แa but his father was not told to walk into that fight, I decided to walk into the school. Courage and learn happily. Suggestible memories of childhood, I was impressed.
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