My childhood memories: I am a 4th class. The day is a Saturday. No student Shuttle My father had to pick up. I went special enough to study my special lesson and I was waiting for my father to pick up, but it was long, I did not receive it once I was calling the mother. I asked my sister to replace my sister, I was like a bad temper, takonklap that I did not go, I did not get enough to put my call, I went back. At that time, I went to nowhere to find a way to go out to Hua Takhe market before I walked to the market, and I didn't know how to go. I'm crying and trying to walk up a floating bridge to my friends will be familiar with the way back home, but walking the bridge is no more familiar. Walking back I walked up to several floating bridges until I decided to go back to Hua Takhe market. The tears did not stop me at all. Well, I still remember where my home is. Uncle Taxi (Good luck, have a good taxi), send me a good home. I left the money in my pocket. When I went back to home, I saw that my mother was busy. I heard that my father was to pick me up at school, but I didn't find my brother to go home. Since then, I'm going to go where I am right now, anywhere, without my father.
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