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I Cannot Tie My Laces
Why can’t I tie my laces right, why can’t I tie them good? I always get them in a muddle, by not doing what I should. The first part I can do but the bow is where I fail, I get the laces in a twist and cannot thus prevail. I told my best friend Sammy James that I was having trouble, tying up my laces, it was such a massive struggle. I looked down at her shoes but no laces I could see, I shrug my shoulders saying ‘Sammy, how can that ever be?’ Turns out her shoes were slip on, so no lace even required. The answer to my prayers, I was so wonderfully inspired. I ran home to my mum, this was freedom in the making. For tying up my laces needn’t be mum’s undertaking. ‘Can you buy me slip on shoes? Can you buy them now?’ I asked my mum in hope that she might find a way somehow. ‘If you cannot tie your laces then you shall be deprived, of the pretty shoes mummy bought which today have just arrived.’
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