I had no idea if (as a young child) I was brought up in the “traditional Christian way”.
As a child I think one gets on with whatever is presented. The world is flat. OK. The world is not flat like they say.OK.The world might be flat or not flat.OK, can I go and play now?
Just like love was never a big word in my life.
As a child I am not sure I knew what love was. We went to bed and had to be quiet (and stay in bed). We got up in the morning. We had breakfast and got dressed. We did stuff. We ate again. We did more stuff. We ate again and had a bath sometimes. And then it was bed and be quiet. Sometimes we, brothers and sisters, laughed. Sometimes we fought and sometimes we did neither. …
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