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![]() So Merici went to Yaroslavl for the weekend. For those who are unfamiliar with Yaroslavl, I volunteered at orphanages there for one month during the summer of 2001. I visited different places-orphanages, the shelter, |
kindergartens, etc... but my primary placement was the shelter...where we played the craziest games ever. The kids wore me out-but were so much fun. Everyday this kid Curly (real name Artour/Arthur) would play with us. Definitely a punk, definitely mr tough guy-but he was a great kid and would still come around (even when we told him that he couldn't smoke AND play soccer at the same time. I know, what a silly rule). He was probably 13-14 at the time--and just a cool kid. |
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