I made a trip to McDonald’s to satisfy my hunger after the snickers I had earlier didn’t live up to its so-called job. I go inside. A woman is there with three small boys. Each of the boys were smiling and being well-behaved. That is a good mother. My mother claims me and my brothers and sisters were saints when we were out in public. I don’t know how much truth there is to that statement but judging by how well I behave in public now, I am sure she was telling the truth. Then again, it could have been a scheme she concocted to keep us in line and put some fear in our tiny heads about what could happen if you acted up and raised hell among onlookers and very judgmental people.

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