My parents took me to an orphanage run school for my kg . They were firm believers that kids that young shouldn't be taught seriously or else they wouldn't be able to learn things on their own faster.I have this memory of the then MLA coming to our orphanage and giving everyone clothes, I got one too. A white stitching material. The MLA himself gave it to me and lifted me up . That was the cover photo for the next week's political magazine.
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Present day
At the dining room , we were talking about everything one talks there. I asked my mom if she had kept the cover photo of the magazine safe, if so I'd like to show my friends.
'What cover photo?' my mom almost sounded curious. Dad's face unreadable.
After telling the whole getting clothes from the MLA story, no one still had a clue.
'Stop cooking up funny stories ' everyone laughed it away, including me.
Get a grip, Evelyn.
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