Today I learnt that creativity is not appreciated in the house. It is a punishable offence instead. Armed with a pencil, I suddenly went on a scribbling "rampage" and scribbled on more than 10 floor tiles in the house, plus the wall near the bedrooms.
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This annoyed mummy so much, she forced me to wipe the floor… nevermind if it wasn’t clean as long as she earned my labour and I learned my lesson.
But labour it was not, for I’ve always loved to play “wipe-wipe the floor”
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