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Margaret Alice Second

Freshman - 1,362 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Brainwash Myself


A sparkling day, sunshine making everything transparent
just to show me what I shall miss when returning to work
tomorrow, over and over I promise myself I shall prepare
a production report for December - indicating zero words
done as I was on leave, then translating at least one page,
more if I can, of the documents on my desk

I’m trying to brainwash myself into a new mind-set for
the new year; to work harder than before and making a
better life for all, stay away from the wrong foods and
be joyful all the year round, stay aware of the wonder
of life, focused on having fun no matter what job has
to be done, it might just work in the new year

So many things improved in my life, my empty heart
has been filled with joy by our nuclear family and my
government job as translator became variegated when
Nelson Mandela took charge of South Africa - fears
which marred my youth have evaporated and now I
know just how privileged we are

Living on the Southern tip of Africa!

1 January 2014

Submitted: Wednesday, January 01, 2014

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