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On a cold I presume cold rainy day I was born Nov.30th 1931 I took quite a time to come into this world of ours, I guess then I knew it was a world of troubles and strife.My body was streaked with a slimy green covering of meconium a sign that I was beginning to suffer inside that warm cozy home (the womb) fighting to stay where I was safe and sound. However I eventually made my way into this world after a few slaps on my tussy (bottom) held upside down to remove the extra fluids that might inhibit my breathing I began the begin. ?My isn't she a pretty baby" I heard, when people looked at me Indeed I was. "Tiny, isn't she?" well we can't all be Giants, can we"?Looking up at them I pursed my tiny cupid lips and began to cry.Ssh, ssh, let me hold her I will soothe the little darling. So begin the knowledge that if I cried I will be treated with love and warmth.
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