When we ‘did’ FLAMES to find out if our puppy love was reciprocated?
When we drew little notes and ‘proposed’?
When we thought girls with short P.T. skirts were trying hard to be sexy?
When dividing the desk into India and Pakistan was considered so Standard 4?
…
Good God they’re over!
For it was also the time that my sweet mother cut my hair like she would a boy's, and when Mrs. Paul laid her eyes on it, she exclaimed, “But this short?”
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Puppy love?! Speak for yourself. I did FLAMES in all seriousness. I always got 'S' for sister. All my crushes used to be my sisters. But then they were that effeminate.
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