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The Bumblebee He grew up in a poor household, thought sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother an eager reader had many books that were given and sometimes stolen, often from those who thought books were decorations beside a blue vase of flowers. like many from, poor families, his mother was A communist, at the time, the only party who defended the working class. This was the case until the labor party with money (possibly dollars) and relentless propaganda ended the communists' power When his schooling ended after seven years was offered a job as a trainee cobbler refused and joined the merchant marine The school board shook heads, they had offered this younger laborer a solid future, he said no! as for religion, at bible classes in his school were only interesting when teachers spoke about the Old Testament, the new version was for sizzies suitable for girls. In Liverpool, he met a fine woman, married her and got a loan in a back to buy a tiny home an artless house with blank walls. A bumblebee can live underwater for two weeks, it took him seven years to see he lived in a society where a worker with a small house, vote for the Tory party, and no one read anything but the newspapers. He packed his suitcase, gave the house to his wife and began a second career learning how to become a counsellor in Norway Hard life had taken its toll, with ill health they gave him a sick pension, enough to go to Portugal, where he bought a tiny cabin and began writing poetry He wrote and published in India several poetry books never sold any, which didn't bother him, he had at last found his métier

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Date: 4/20/2024 1:59:00 AM
Good morning here Jan, Very intriguing narrative here and whom may I ask are you writing about?? Blessings..
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