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- Joy
- One memory in my childhood,I was with a group of kids in a drawing class.The drawings would put on the board in front of us after our teacher said if you thought the drawing was good by self.After the class.My farter asked me why to take the drawing out.He was so angrier that I've done. My drawing was not so good,he thought.I don't think that is my father's fort.But at that time,I didn't know why & I cried.What's the children's mind?I was no longer a child.
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