“Better him than me,” I said while my mother fluttered her blue eyes at me and bopped me on the nose with a wooden spoon.
I have known school-boys, who were so deeply impressed with the horrors of Monday morning, and the dread of what was to ensue from unconned lessons, and questions which they could neither answer nor understand […]
‘I can see from your records you were prescribed propranolol for your headaches.’
Knowing how critical and straithanded or miserly the Iban can be with one another, I asked Enchul why he continued to help his brother.
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