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ndani kyema, My Story - Ray Moore 30
feigning sleep. I think I had less than a dozen words to say, and I can’t remember
how I went with that part of the role. Suffice to say that my career thankfully took me
in a different direction
It’s a funny thing you know, that when I look back on my years in school in China and
allow myself to remember, especially the recreational side of life, I was usually alone.
I suppose you would say I was a loner, but it was not an unhappy state for me.
Somewhere along the way, I learnt that I could cope with life better if I built a shell
around myself. It was safer that way. I played with other children, but was just as
happy by myself. I never confided in anyone or shared secrets. I often felt a twinge of
envy when I saw other children with special friends. My shell shielded me from the
storms and stresses of life. It may have been significant that I never made a close
friend until I met Bev when I was nineteen. It is wonderful what love does to one’s
shell. Because of the shell around me I didn't show my emotions very much or show
any signs of missing my home or family. I think a PhD student would have something
fascinating to follow through on here.
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feigning sleep. I think I had less than a dozen words to say, and I can’t remember
how I went with that part of the role. Suffice to say that my career thankfully took me
in a different direction
It’s a funny thing you know, that when I look back on my years in school in China and
allow myself to remember, especially the recreational side of life, I was usually alone.
I suppose you would say I was a loner, but it was not an unhappy state for me.
Somewhere along the way, I learnt that I could cope with life better if I built a shell
around myself. It was safer that way. I played with other children, but was just as
happy by myself. I never confided in anyone or shared secrets. I often felt a twinge of
envy when I saw other children with special friends. My shell shielded me from the
storms and stresses of life. It may have been significant that I never made a close
friend until I met Bev when I was nineteen. It is wonderful what love does to one’s
shell. Because of the shell around me I didn't show my emotions very much or show
any signs of missing my home or family. I think a PhD student would have something
fascinating to follow through on here.
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