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Since I was a child I loved the yellow duck! couldn't stop loving them even when I grow up, acting like a child! they are with me everywhere in the bathroom, work and my room. I don't know why but they give me the feeling of comfort and normally I feel calm when they are here with me! Even my Mom, one day she was holding something behind her, and she asked me guess what I brought for you, I was like what mom show me what are you hiding behind you! and then I realise it was my favorite duck.
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I love your blog, WOW is all I can say. :0)
ReplyDeleteI am called batta here in Kuwait, must say I have grown fond of little stuffed ducks since then.
anony
ReplyDeleteThank you dear "batta" ;)