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So everyone's been complaining that the sun is too hot and the dust ,unbearable....   Then the cold season comes in and i just can't stand the rain. Good riddance and the planting time is neigh.It gets me thinking, the year is half way through, and my ten point to-do list (i write one each year) feels like a reminder of how much i have yet to do. Never mind i eat and point six =add weight...  hasn't even sunk in.
Yes, i have had great experiences and at times i don't know how i got through them. I remember at the beginning of the year i had gone on a volunteering job, at a primary school, yes.. a teacher. The little kids made it an awesome time for me with their curiosity and oblivion.
One time i was with them in class and one of the boys complained that his desk mate had a foul smell, i tried to avert the situation but then, the other kids came in saying that he had pooped on himself,...the horror. At this point i could smell it too and when kids  come on to you like that you"ve got to do something.
They saw my hesitance and started chanting,"smell him! smell him!" I had no choice but...
 

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