I’m pretty sure Ms. Atwood would have loved me as a child. I was always filthy. I used to go up in the hills behind our house and build forts out of sticks and mud. I’d make these blocks that where quite sturdy, once I got the walls made I’d take branches and lay them on top. I used to borrow things from my mothers kitchen to make my little fort a home. You can’t imagine how much pride I had not only in building it but having it as my own secret hiding place. PS I was 1 of 7 children living way in the mountains far from town!
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