As a child I would doodle and scribble on any available surface:
The walls of my house, my mother's bibles, my brother's school books,
school tables, my own self (join the dots on the moles, and you might get a giraffe!).
It really is too bad that none of my so called 'masterpieces' were actually appreciated during those days.
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| Extension Studies: Eatphabet |
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| It's a dog's life out there |
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| Sayang Kinabalu |
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Every thought and idea is as bright as it can be. Only talking heads and stigma restrict them. |
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| short was his life, but he kept smiling nevertheless. |
