The girl squatted under the mango tree and pulled out her snack. It was butter and the salty tang of Vegemite, spread thinly over the soft chewyness of a baguette slice. She smiled happily and bit in, remembering how Dad had smuggled the five kilo bucket of Vegemite home for her mom's Christmas present.
School had been good -- well mostly. Math was still really boring. She could count up to fifty now. In fact, she was finally understanding most things. It was nice though, how the teacher drew pictures on the board of the words that they were learning. It made it easier to learn what they meant.
School had been good -- well mostly. Math was still really boring. She could count up to fifty now. In fact, she was finally understanding most things. It was nice though, how the teacher drew pictures on the board of the words that they were learning. It made it easier to learn what they meant.
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