i never marched with my first ever united nation's parade with grade i camia, for I got a gash on my elbow when i crashed on the talipapa's pavement on my way to class on a hot afternoon. as i speak,that pavement is in front of the sayson's eatery. i never went home immediately fearing that my parents would scold and even spank me for being too careless. while the students assembled on the ball ground, i hid behind the square-like structure between maam sabio's and maam aven's room. nonetheless, i still went home and good thing my parents never scold me.
i witnessed my very first united nation's day on our two-storey house's window while they passed by and i felt comfortable not because i was not able to went with them but the sensation of alcohol being applied over my gashed elbow.
some facts:
muse: maria linda c. (from poro)
escort: alfred labay (the first one that came into my mind, not really sure)
class flag: denmark
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