When I do not still able to crawl, on the second floor of the end of the corridor of the birthplace of the mother house, I was lying on top of the cushion, when she left the field smiling mother. I arrived follow until the end of the corridor chasing the mother, I original position I look at the stairs leading to the under and "would put the worry to mother When i get down to the bottom as it is, so to return to the original position." in return, the memory of when sleeping on again of the cushion.
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