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Nov 17
2009
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It's the story of my life. I was born in Amsterdam. In that big city I have my schooltime.
It was e very special school. There were chickens en rabbits on the school-square. The meaning was that the students take care of the animals. The girls in my classs hated this job and so, because it were nice girls, I did the job for them. In the meantime I learn all my lessons and I got the succes after all the years of study.
Now I was ready to work. I started with a Bank, a big building in the centre of Amsterdam.
My question: what are you doing, what is your job, let me know and tell your experiences.
I was busy to sent money all over the world, a very responsible job every day. Starting at 8.45 hrs and the end of the working day was 17.15 hrs. A very long day. Lumchtime was half an hour and the I walk in the centre of Amsterdam. Do you know that area, with the Munt tower, Dam square, the most beautifull city of Amsterdam, I saw that every working day. Onze I was too late back in the office because I want to the hairdresser, not a normal
store, but an special luxerous shop. I had to pay a lot of money and I was inm big trouble with my bos in the office, too late Bigmouth.Believe me I was quit, for a few days, I was quit.

written by Aunty, November 19, 2009
)Now and then the dog stayed with us and I liked that very much. But this was ages ago
written by Daenelia, November 19, 2009

Just a few pigeons being driven over by the man mowing the grass.