In India ,
Mangalore, there lived a lovely little pack of a family. Well, there was a girl
in there(Gita). One day she and her brothers decided to watch a pantomime on
one of an epic. The little girl watched and watched until she became so tired
that she fell into a deep slumber in one of her brother’s lap.
The next thing she knew was, she seemed to be walking for
miles in the witching hour of dark. The little girl began to cry. She wailed
and howled. Finally, a next door neighbor’s maid spotted her and gasped. She
took her by the arm and led her back to her house.
Now (I don’t think you would like to know) in the house a
terrible racket was going on. “SLASH..HIT..SCREAM”. The front door opened.
“Where was you?” bellowed her mother. A belt in her hand
and her skirts hitched up. She hit the lost girl then hugged her and cried.
THE END
And that lost girl was my mum (chuckles)

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