Scene: dilapidated room housing class 2 pupils in a rural day public school.
Having come from a place where cars were owned by a select few, and our family didnt have one until much later, I embarked on a scientific fact finding mission. I had posed a question to my friend and we pondered over it at length. The very familiar common neighbor’s car didnt jump like the grasshoppers and the solitary locust we usually caught in the school field to insert a trialing grass at the back for aerial display while it flew[SIZE=3](the neighbor was then a teenager who had inherited the car from his aging father. I still holla him when we give each other way when i am in ocha where i come from. him in the same car)[/SIZE]. It didn’t have secret legs under the body because we would have already seen the giant foot prints. I had also established that when I rode at the front on the way to hospital when the neighbor was hired, he dint cycle except for slight pressing of a pedal here and there and the meaningless shaking of a stick [SIZE=3](we had two bicycles made in Nottingham, Great Britain. They now need new tires because the old ones are dry and cracked from years of storage. so cycling while squeezed under the top tube of the frame of a black Raleigh wasnt new to me)[/SIZE]. After a loong long time of presenting theories and hypotheses and rejecting them, I told my friend that I finally figured it out and I said it. He agreed. Nikiwa class 2 nilifikiria gari huwa inajirusha mbele alafu wheels zinazunguka. See? Curiosity built this world. At least I had an idea. He didnt have one.
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