When was growing up I thought life was about going to a good private school where I would cauld carry my food in a lunch box and where a nice pair of trousers than going to a government or community school where my fellow kids could wear safari suits and plastic shoes.
When I was about to complete school, I had high expections of becoming what I wanted but the winds diverted me like the paper blown in all directions, my worst dream was now what I was going to live with forever.
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