My baby's becoming a 'little man'...

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My six-year old son officially commenced his grade one today.After so much waiting and hoping,we couldn't get him the school of our choice!We didn't even get to be told why,but we  already know why!Those folks think they can be diplomatic without one sensing their biased views.Hubby wanted to push further,I discouraged him from doing so.We would do no such thing because he was unfairly treated.He satisfied their requirement,no question about that....Am kind of tired and hope to continue tomorrow God willing!!!

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