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I watched Anne walk across the lawn from the nursing home on her new leg. She had a walking stick helping her balance. She sat on the white metal chair at the far end and threw her stick aside. I went up there and sat in a chair next to her. How's the new leg? I said. Hard work she said and it rubs and I'm ****** off. She looked it I missed not seeing the leg stump it seemed odd the artificial leg being there with the white sock and brown shoe. Now you'll have to buy two shoes again I said. She nodded but this leg won't grow while this one will so I'll have to have the leg renewed as I grow she said. I guess so I said. She stared at her leg ******* thing looks ugly she said. I looked at her you'll get used to it I said. I don't want to get used to it that means accepting it and I never will she said angrily. Fancy a walk by the beach see the sea I said. She stared at me yes why not Kid. So we did out the back gate and along the path both walking no wheelchair any more just us the gulls and the sea and seashore.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
BENNY AND ANNE 1959.
I watched Anne walk across the lawn from the nursing home on her new leg. She had a walking stick helping her balance. She sat on the white metal chair at the far end and threw her stick aside. I went up there and sat in a chair next to her. How's the new leg? I said. Hard work she said and it rubs and I'm ****** off. She looked it I missed not seeing the leg stump it seemed odd the artificial leg being there with the white sock and brown shoe. Now you'll have to buy two shoes again I said. She nodded but this leg won't grow while this one will so I'll have to have the leg renewed as I grow she said. I guess so I said. She stared at her leg ******* thing looks ugly she said. I looked at her you'll get used to it I said. I don't want to get used to it that means accepting it and I never will she said angrily. Fancy a walk by the beach see the sea I said. She stared at me yes why not Kid. So we did out the back gate and along the path both walking no wheelchair any more just us the gulls and the sea and seashore.
KIDS IN A NURSING HOME 1959
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
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