Why I Live in Conway, Part 51
Posted on August 5, 2005
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Yesterday afternoon, my doorbell rang. Several of the neighbor girls brought me a bag with some french toast and bacon wrapped up in wax paper, and a little tub of syrup. Their reasoning was “in case I wanted to have it for breakfast tomorrow.” They left my house and headed for the neighbors next door, distributing breakfast around our circle.
Not long ago, I did eat it and it was good. I live in a place where the kids get a wild hair and decide to cook breakfast for the neighborhood. Right on!
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not fair i want breakfast made for me
That is really cool. It definitely makes life a little more bearable when pleasant little surprises like that happen.
Wow, I envy you. very poignant-thanks for sharing.