Nadini is sweet, friendly and kind. Her hair was the colour of the bark on an Oak tree, rough like sandpaper. Her eyes are the colour of dark chocolate and twinkled merrily in the sun. Her smile was always cheerful was stuck on her face like super glue. Her personality is friendly and she is as sweet a s a lollipop.
Savini is cute, innocent and a little bit shy. Her hair is the colour of coal waiting to be dug out of a mine. Her eyes are the colour of dark, roasted hazelnuts and shone brightly in the sunlight. Her eyelashes were as long as the tail feathers on a blue herron.
September 07, 2016
Nadini is sweet, friendly and kind. Her hair was the colour of the bark on an Oak tree, rough like sandpaper. Her eyes are the colour of dark chocolate and twinkled merrily in the sun. Her smile was always cheerful was stuck on her face like super glue. Her personality is friendly and she is as sweet a s a lollipop.
Savini is cute, innocent and a little bit shy. Her hair is the colour of coal waiting to be dug out of a mine. Her eyes are the colour of dark, roasted hazelnuts and shone brightly in the sunlight. Her eyelashes were as long as the tail feathers on a blue herron.
Then my aunt bought out a plate of chocolate cake rolls and bananas along with some fish buns. After that my parents left me, my sister and my grandma to stay while my parents went to the dentists to get the teeth filled (my mum even had to get one pulled out!). That was just the beginning. The fun starts here.
We played a game of girl boy together. When we finally finished I had won and then we moved on. We played kotu purawana game and I won that too. Then Dinesh mama came home from his work and we played a fun game of Porter with him.
Then we went outside to play on the swings. Their garden was absolutely astonishing and beautiful! There were flowers of all colours and shapes covering the area. Butterflies fluttered around admiring the garden as much as I did. We picked flowers and scurried inside.
We set out the flowers into two baskets and went to the budu pilimaee and worshiped it. When my parents got back my Seeya came a little while after they came. He bought books and shared them between us. The n it was time for a delicious dinner of some white and red indiappa and pol sambola! Then we had a good nights sleep and woke up bright and early ready for a brand new day!
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