My memories

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My memory is when I went milking with my dad.I would open the memorie all the time.When we went milking it was realey fun. I got to feed the calfs.One calf took its tounge and raped it all the way around my wrist.But that was the last thing we did. The first thing we did was clean the stalls.My dad cleand the stalls and I got the cows up.http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052702303863404577281302732745814.html