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boiling the kettle

a long time ago, when i was about thirteen, i guess, myself & a friend went to another friend's place after school. she offered us a hot drink & i was going to make them. i think we were having...

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car stealing

a friend & i were discussing, via email, contact lenses versus glasses & i related the following story to him: my car was stolen a long time ago. in the glove box, i had the one & only pair of...

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the magician in the mall

when i was about eighteen years old, i used to work in the city at one of the major department stores, david jones. lunch times would always be busy & with so many people around, it would be quite a...

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snoopy

i have a snoopy toy that i've had since i was a kid. i must have had him since i was very young because i can't even remember getting my first one. he slept in my bed with me &...

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trapped

at one stage my dad owned a mazda astina. when it was just brought home from the showroom, brand-spanking new, he had it in at work, the same place that i was working at the time, so i went downstairs...

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lentil soup

i used to live on my own in a little duplex. one bedroom, combined kitchen/lounge: it was a pretty cool little place. one night i cooked myself a big pot of lentil soup with carrots, lentils, potatoes. delicious! after it...

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happy

a while ago, my mum told me this one. i was just a kid, perhaps four or five, & i was sitting in the back seat of the car while we were on our way to somewhere. i wasn't talking...

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faint

when i'm sick, i never really look very ill, i look pretty much the same as i always do. here's a story to demonstrate this. ages ago, when i was about eighteen or nineteen, i was overseas in the philippines...

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cursed by a nun

for grades one, two & halfway through three, i went to a catholic school. of course, being catholic, the place was full of nuns. one day my mum & i visited one of the nuns in her home. she had...

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rubbish in the clouds

it was many years ago. i can't remember how old i was but i must have been quite young. i had a dream that we went on a joy flight on an iroquois (it's a type of helicopter that we'd...

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ninn-ty

i was in grade one at the time. some guy from a bank came to talk to us, i guess about money & saving & that sort of thing. he was writing numbers down on the board & asked if...

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baby bird

mrs greenleaf was really nice. when i was in kindergarten, mrs greenleaf, one of my teachers, brought in a baby bird that had fallen out of his nest into her backyard. he was really tiny & looked so frail, with...

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then there were two

i used to own three goldfish. my friend fiona gave them to me as a birthday present in my early twenties. they were tough fish: they were born & raised in a green bath tub (the water was green, not...

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mean big sister

when i was about five or six years old (could have been older or younger, i really can't remember), my sister monica & i were sitting in the back seat of the car on some trip somewhere & we each...

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what does this button do?

i must have been less than five years old. i was in the back seat of the car & i wondered what would happen if i opened the car door while we were moving. i didn't plan it very well...

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when nose bleeds are a good thing

one day mum sent me to kindergarten wearing a horrible dress which i hated. it was khaki green & made of stiff, synthetic fabric. now, as a grown woman, i'd probably like that kind of dress, but as a kid...

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killing my car

i was on the way home from a gig one night back in march 1996 (i used to sing for a living) & i was pretty tired. it was about quarter to five in the morning & it had been...

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