My husband joined a group at “friendsters” along with his old high school batch mates. It made him write treasured memories of his younger days. Of course I got inspired to remember mine, so here’s the first part of “my rekindling” the past (lols)…click here: ENTRANCE EXAMfor more.
MIGHT BE OUR LAST POST…
… for this year, that is…. click a raconteur’s attempt for more…
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DYLAN’S FIRST DAY OF ‘SCOULA MATERNA’
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…THE DANCE OF ROMANCE…
LUKIE SAYS AT “a raconteur’s attempt“…
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
Do you believe it too? Click here for more: a raconteur’s attempt
UPDATES
Click here for the BEACH ON FIRE 09
END OF THE WORLD
We were walking home from Dan-Dan’s 16th birthday party when Lukie told me, “this is a beautiful day but there is something wrong”. I knew it! I should have insisted of taking them home earlier…click a raconteur’s attempt for more.
SPONGE BOB’S INFLUENCE
The bus was packed so we stood and Lukie was infront of me holding a bar for support. Then my son was madly fanning his nose with the little bus ticket he was holding. With his other hand, he was covering his nose after pointing under his armpit, gesturing that there’s an awful smell. He even blurted twice, loudly as he can, the words - “body odor”…click this for more: a raconteur’s attempt
WE’RE BACK
Three entries after almost 2 months of just staring at “it”… Nothing much but at least there’s something lol… you know what to do, just click here: a raconteur’s attempt
PUPPY LOVE
She gets out of the bus first and would always give him a sweet smile before she gets out. And when the door closes, she would stand there and wave at him. Then him looking at her from the window, would nod his head and then looks away. But when she turns her back and starts to walk, he would look at her till the bus would lose her in sight…. click HERE to read this entry.
