Number 38


Several days ago, Gita had a cross country competition. Went back home, she told me this:

“I was not bad in the cross country. But I dislike it, so I decided I don’t want to join next time.”

I gave her “Ooohhhh” and we had dinner. 

In bed, after reading a book, I asked her “What rank were you, in the cross country?”

She said, “38”

I : “Out of?”

G: “42. Not bad, no?”

I giggled and gave her a big long hug. 

No, Apple. 38 is not bad at all. You did a good job for being brave of trying a new challenge. 

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