Childhood is something not to be over analyzed. Some prefer the more extreme practice of burying it deep inside the impregnable fortress of the human psyche. What ever the case I believe its time to be moving on with my tale. I awoke this morning to a memory from my days as a grade four student. Why this piece of my past crawled and fought, tooth
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Kudos on a mission well done sir.
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I came the year after this, but you painted a good picture, man. I found this very sincere and insightful to the world of Guimond (though I'm trying not to read too much into it as you suggested).
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i remember my little girly group and i trying to get ambushed by the boys for the sheer purpose of being caught. then again we were boy crazy.
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I just kind of woke up laughing, did some yard work then decided to write it down.
It's strange to think way back to your early childhood and realize it was still you back then.
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