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Childhood

Remember when we picked up some bamboo shoots and threw it on each other? I do. That was a crazy game and it did hurt. And after the game my auntie cooks it for us to eat.

Good times right? We wished that we will play it again in the future and yet...

Our children is playing it. Your son is a bit of a crybaby like you and my daughter is always helping your son like me back then but we ended up in the same way we did. I wished differently but this is okay.