Yesterday , I and my father went to I-10 Markaz, Islamabad to fix my father’s motorbike. On the way my father told me the story about his childhood. One day a dog run after my father.
I like my father’s childhood story in his village. It’s so exciting and funny.
Islamabad, July 18 2007
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Monday, August 6, 2007
That’s The Wold
That night we were going to I-10 Markaz, Islamabad to buy something. We were going by motorbike . On the way my father said,” Last month I fixed my motorbike, but this time it’s broken. Hmmps . ”
I said to my father,” Sorry father, that’s the wold.”
Islamabad, July 16 2007
I said to my father,” Sorry father, that’s the wold.”
Islamabad, July 16 2007
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