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State of bud class April

2021-04-26
By some all begin to be able to find own favorite work.
A button last joke. A sound when I fell in a container is fun.
"The beads of this color classify beads using here" finger-tip.
I stab pick in a small hole.
I draw it on the canvas using paint boldly. "Anpan-Man wants to describe it"
The changing screens of the onion. The conversation bounds while tying it with experience in the life including "cooking curry in a house".
"I saw it, there was it! I whitened! "
I take out broad beans from a sheath. It is the same as a picture book of "soramamekun".
I dust the leaf of the rubber and clean it.
As a fine day continued, I went to the slope to medium- and high-levels for a walk. It is the time when I am glad that I join hands with a friend.
 I meet 22 children and a new bud class starts and becomes soon for one month.
The children who made going to kindergarten while still shedding tears in anxiety were, but it was found in days to be fun and increased at time to be able to spend with a smile.
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