The dishwasher is broken. Wow! Good thing about it is that while washing dishes by hand, I think about life, I think about my childhood, speacially at that time when my mom fell very ill and I had to do the house cleaning. I started at young age, 9 - 10 years old. I was never spoiled. After school I had not only the homework to do, but house duties. Sometimes my dad could pay a lady to help, but sometimes not. They often used to steal things from our kitchen. My mom had a beautiful porcelain
Sunday, 2 November 2008
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