Small world that we keep running into each other like this, eh? Like
when I caught a ride sitting on top of 3 tons of raw meat and my bag
smelled like pig's blood for a week. Or when I paid N$1700 for an
activity that only lasted 10 minutes. Or maybe when I gave my phone
number to that guy who helped me find a ride to town once and now he
won't stop calling me at night.
And so we meet again, Mr. Not Such A Good Idea: During study hours
when 20 of the kids were cleaning the floor of the library, with rags,
on their hands and knees, with the most POTENT-smelling, toxic
chemicals EVER... with all the windows closed. I walked into that room
for 10 seconds and my head was spinning and my nose was burning. The
learners were in there for 2 HOURS. I'm begging you, please PLEASE,
don't make them do that again. They need to keep as many brain cells
intact as they can.
Truuust,
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