SADLY THOSE DAYZ are GONE


Once. Choosing the color of Sketch pen was a tuff process. Catching the window seat in a bus was an obsession. Getting a toffee on a birthday treat from friend; made our ein d 1st 2 finsh copyn from the blackboard was a moment of pride. Hiding your answer from your partner was not called selfishnes. When homework was the last torture. Sleeping early was a routine. SADLY THOSE DAYZ are GONE

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