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Sunday, November 20, 2016
Bragging.
Old Kadizzle is ensconced in the enclave with his grand daughter Sylvie. Now for the bragging. Sylvie is an amazing writer. Kadizzle just read her illustrated story about finding a dog in the back yard. As a second grader she writes better than her grandpa, illustrates better than grandpa, and her talents go on. She is an incredible artist. All of this and Sylvie is in second grade. Do genetics matter? Both of Sylvies great grandmothers went to prestigious art schools. Aunt Cheech is a professional designer. Both parents of the little prize are professional writers. So grandpa hopes, and the evidence indicates the little bumpkin has inherited a wealth of talent. Now, the talent has been fertilized at great expense, but the payoff has been well worth it.
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