Day 46: Dirty

When I think of dirty I think of being young and free, that is the only time when I was truly dirty!

I remember in primary school we used to dig up the earth. We would spend all of break and most of lunch time digging, like we were archeologists. Digging into the dirt with sticks and pretended they were spades. After a few weeks, we had gathered a following. From a group of three 9 year old girls digging, to a group of eight 9 year old girls. It became our thing, our group activity.

Being in the dirt, we never considered that we were getting dirty, just exploring.


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