In the olden days, my dad and auntie used to go to a school in a small village named Marassana, Sri Lanka. We took a trip there to see my dads old house where he used to live when he was a child. He went to that school because his parents were teachers there.
Just next to his house, there are some stairs leading up to another house where the people who looked after my dad when he was little, lived. There was a path in their yard leading up to their paddy field. We went over there and saw a water stream. We stopped there for a beautiful nature picnic.
🌴These days there is not much water there so people go to the water stream to bath. We touched the water. Then we saw another smaller water stream. No one was bathing there because the water was dirty and there were frogs in it.
After a fun filled day, me, my brother and my dad took the bus to Kandy and then took a pickme taxi back home to Pilimathalawa, because my dad was going to fly back to UAE for work the next day. We were not going, only my dad, because he has to go back to work. We all said our goodbyes and he left for the airport. That was the end for that day.
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