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Papa

She was finally on her way to the country, to her

Papa and Mama!

Although Tia was the typical 11-year-old girl, she

didn’t enjoy spending her summers like the nor-

mal 11-year-old city girl.

She didn’t want to be locked up in the house

doing the same things over and over. This was

why just having those two months away from

school and her parents had become the most

important thing in her world.

The bus tunnelled through the thickness of the

trees and heavy odour of hidden coal pits at a

slow pace and she wished she could just blink

and find herself at her grandparent’s house.

She loved the strangeness of the three-roomed

wooden house which was held up by stilts,

plastered by washed out grey wooden shingles

and built by her grandpapa.

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