I am so sad … so very sad.,
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After reading The Three Little Pigs story, I was overjoyed that the third pig was alive and well, and the wolf was no more. Such a clever little pig! Though small and weak, he beat the big bad wolf fair and square. “It’s all up here,” he said, tapping his right temple when I asked how he did it. ,
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It was a couple of days ago. I admired him so much that I had asked to meet with him. He invited me into his house, and we talked for a long time. He was my hero. He started telling me how he had won. Half way through the story, I heard people cheering for him outside. He walked out and joined them, leaving me alone in his living room.
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I looked around. I loved the nice and neat little house. And right there on the floor, laid a large rug that was made out of wolf hide. My hero, I thought, then I looked around some more. On the floor, next to a little chair, I noticed a little notebook. I picked it up. Hmmm ... It was … sort of … a diary!,
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Ooooh … bad bad bear!,
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Curiosity took over me. I picked up the book and flipped the pages … and there I saw. Neatly written was his writing, probably telling the story that he had just told me ...
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Bad bad bear … I remembered learning from school: “Thou shall not read people’s diary,”
so …,
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I put the notebook down…,
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I picked the notebook up…,
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Put it down … picked it up … and so it went.,
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Finally, the evil bear inside got the better of me. I gave up. I started reading the story. I wanted the see what he wanted to share ...
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Bad bad bear … sad sad bear …,
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But diary, I was going to read. I want to know more about my hero pig …,
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So read, I was going to…,
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And here it is … these were his words…,
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(To be continued…I hope co TuAn doesn’t mind my off-topic writing)


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