Don’t Play on the Roof
It was hard, but Hans’ mom had laid down the law–he couldn’t play with Wolfgang, who played on the roof, nude. What would the neighbors say . . . ?
It was hard, but Hans’ mom had laid down the law–he couldn’t play with Wolfgang, who played on the roof, nude. What would the neighbors say . . . ?
While walking around Brussels during their first time to Europe, Kimmy and Dickie, from St. Paul, Minnesota saw an unusual statue. Kimmy thought that it must have something to do with the Belgian attitude of leniency in raising children. Dickie, on the other hand, was rather certain it was a political statement, although since he knew nothing of local politics, wasn’t sure which side was was giving, and which side was the recipient . . .
In spite of his mother’s constantly telling him that this sort of thing was better done in private, Geza took the low class, but utilitarian, approach to some basic human needs . . . . . David, Sf.G.