SOME of my happiest memories are of running around the undulating terrain of my neighbourhood park with the evening breeze blowing against my face.
Growing up next to a huge green lung dotted with trees, a large lake, wide pathways and lots of play equipment was wonderful.My parents called it the “garden”.
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