Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Day one
I was playing football with Aziz, Mussa, Yusuf and Zoltan when Bibi came wanting to play with us, without a parent and not keeping her face covered. She must have forgotten. She remembered every single ball skill I taught her. She shot a great one and the football landed into the rocket crater. She runs off to pick the ball but on the other side of the rocket crater is the open desert. Bibi must have forgotten why we don't go there.
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