Based on a memory from when I was 5 and had just started school. Although a few minor details have been changed: the story follows what I did. I remeber crawling on the grass verges as the concrete footpaths hurt my knees. I even remember chasing a cat at one stage! Not bad for 35 year-old memory!
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About the Author
My name is Jason Watson, I hail from the sleepy little shire of Palmerston North in New Zealand. I must ask you this, the greatest questions of our time: Is the pen indeed mightier than the sword; or is it just another form of the sword? (Which begs the question; Because you can't have the word "sword" without "words"; Does that make writing a Yiddish conspiracy?) Join with me as I delve into this, the meaninglessness of belly-button fluff and the other great mysteries of our time!