GEOG 1F90 Lecture 3: The Caring Hands
8 Dec 2017
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My entire reality had been constructed upon a series of uneducated thoughts that the. I had been born into a less than extravagant family that had fewer coins than furniture. human race was a kind-hearted entity that worked as a pack. Much to my dismay, as the sails furled while the ship was tied to the eastern docks, endless thoughts of regret and sorrow covered my face in the form of tears. The sun glistened along the shores, leaving broken refracted light until its" untimely disappearance into the invisible. I set my first foot off the ship before remembering exactly what brought me here. Considering our furniture consisted of a chair and a half bed, our wealth was evidently scarce. It was peaceful growing up, however, my spare time was taken up by visiting our local church and using what little resources we had to feed the less fortunate.
