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***Chapter one***

They were waiting for daddy. We were. I paused outside their door. The laughter was cheerful. It was also infectious. It began as a silent chuckle, then slowly it turned into a mirthful aut stilted giggle. Now, it had finally transformed into a full fledged chortle. I stopped awhile to listen. My plan was not to eavesdrop. God forbid that i should be that kind of parent who surreptitiously listened on her children's private conversation. But there was something about the laughter that as compelling and arresting. Bint,my five year old daughter,appeared to be the narrative voice. She was telling her two sisters the story of her classroom encounter with their meddlesome social studies teacher the previous week. The narration was so vivid you could actually visualize what transpired...****** TBC
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