...from my sweet helper on the way to the orphanage this morning:
"Why aren't there marshrutki in America?"
(She asked me how old she was when she started school.) Then, in a loud voice from in front of me in the bus a little later, "I am counting up which grade I am in."
"Sometimes at night I dream about things I want. For example..." (I was expecting to hear about a puppy, or a smart phone like her friend got.) "...last night I dreamed I saw Jaan running, and his hair was short. I was so happy!"
"Why aren't there marshrutki in America?"
(She asked me how old she was when she started school.) Then, in a loud voice from in front of me in the bus a little later, "I am counting up which grade I am in."
"Sometimes at night I dream about things I want. For example..." (I was expecting to hear about a puppy, or a smart phone like her friend got.) "...last night I dreamed I saw Jaan running, and his hair was short. I was so happy!"
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That is so funny! Obviously, SOMEONE would like to see Jaan shorn!! (: Love y'all! Baba Julie
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