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I am not sure I like going on vacation with mom. Six days of hiking two miles a day. Sleeping in a strange bed. Laying under the table at outdoor restaurants. I am not allowed to go inside restaurants. Not
Am I a Failure I stand in front of the automatic sliding doors nervously waiting for them to open. I run back and forth because I can’t find the entrance. I am so excited. I am going to the only store
Buffalo Park Joggers, walkers, trekkers, and slow strollers. Older people, young people, children, unborn children (pregnant mothers), and mothers pushing strollers with babies. These are the people I find at Buffalo Park. It is late morning, 9:00 a.m. The sky
