"Ma, where does the arrival of a baby,?" Little asked Yuli at his mother. "stork that brought bird, boy," his mother replied simply. "Ma, who guard our homes from burglars?" said Yuli again. "The police, dear," lag-again her mother replied blindly . "Then if we fire the house who would nyelamatin us?" said Yuli again. "Firefighters, donk!," her mother replied with a smile. "Ma, nanya ya .... Where do we eat?, "asked the little while wryly like expecting a certain answer. "Sir farmer," replied the mother. "Mama ...," muttered Yuli full of doubts. "Yes, dear?" "If so ... why Papa, Mama?"
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