It’s a day when the sun is really beaming with laughter. I’m sitting under a shade just basking in the euphoria of its cool warmth. I remember the poem Africa my Africa, o mother Africa; Africa of proud warriors in the great ancestral savannah. How good it feels to be free from the freezing temperatures of the temperate climate. Dressed in shorts and a tank top, I can’t believe my luck. Hippie!! There’s no telling how I’m having fun not having to dress like an Eskimo, or a babe wrapped in swaddling clothes. My phone rings. Grrrng Grnng!!!! I check the caller id and ...
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