This afternoon I went to my grandmother, take the bus to see. It was crowded. I had to be.

This afternoon I went to my grandmother, take the bus to see. It was crowded. I had to be. Beside me was a woman with a baby in her arms. But before her, a young man full of two positions, such as sleep.

I heard the girl asks her mother,  What about your uncle, I thought maybe I want to make the mother of the man responsible. But my expectation, she replied with a smile, stay calm. This guy must be very tired due to hard work. The young man must have heard those words. His face was red and gave the girl a place for both.

The woman kept her young and not blame the public. This made the shame Feeli misbehavior and correct. I think she’s very smart.

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