TALES OF JOHN (EPISODE 1)

I’m John. John Orimolayan. But I did not know my father. I had spent all my life with my mother, who I saw as an angel, fending for me, both in the rosy and in the hard times. She had wake up early, before sunrise, to prepare my breakfast, so I can eat before going to school. And before the closing bell jingles, she had be at the gate, laying wait for me so she can take me home.

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