That bird swallowed me, flown me away from my soil for 2 hours to Kenya where she sold me to another yet a bigger bird but of similar brand. That took me to queens land (London) for 8 hours; at Hearthral they sold me to another giant of the birds flying me out of Queens land across Atlantic ocean for 6 hours to snowland. The landed safely at Halifax and I was greeted in french, to my surprise the immigration officer switched to english and welcomed me to Canada. I thought I was done but the journey wasn,t over. I was directed to another plane to fly for another 1 hour to Fredricton, Newbrunswick. I touched base exactly at 19:30 but to my amazement the sun was still shining and business was as usual. This bird really robbed me my geography such that my good skills in map reading, no matter matter, cannot take me back home without their help. Thanks for trusting these lifeless materials with my life until they will take me back where they got me.
Posted on: Sat, 28 Sep 2013 05:39:55 +0000
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