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My Son, The Star

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My Son, The Star

A brilliant boy who's funny and love to play but brilliancy comes natural to him

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…Grumbles looked at Lekgetho’s outstretched hand, then at his own. Hesitantly, he took it. And as their hands clasped, a strange thing happened. The grumpy lines on Grumbles’ face softened, just a fraction. “Maybe,” Grumbles said, a tiny hint of a smile finally gracing his lips, “maybe you could show me how to make things dance.” Lekgetho’s tea towel cape seemed to swell with pride. It wasn’t just about winning, he realised. It was about making people laugh. And maybe, just maybe, making a grumpy friend along the way.

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