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Happy things

PostPosted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 2:41 pm
by Mariona
When my son was a little boy, he was a 5 year-old, more or less, we was returned of the nursery.
It was of nihgt and we went at house with the car. During the day was raining a lot. My son looked the river and say:
- Mam! The river is dirty. We need a cloth for to clean it!