Danh ngôn của LZ Granderson
My son was born during my last semester in college. His due date was Thanksgiving, but he didn't show up until finals week. I brought my books to the hospital and didn't think anything of it. That is what a father is supposed to do.
My son was born during my last semester in college. His due date was Thanksgiving, but he didn't show up until finals week. I brought my books to the hospital and didn't think anything of it. That is what a father is supposed to do.
Con trai tôi chào đời vào học kỳ cuối cùng ở trường đại học. Ngày dự sinh của anh ấy là Lễ tạ ơn, nhưng anh ấy đã không xuất hiện cho đến tuần cuối cùng. Tôi mang sách của mình đến bệnh viện và không nghĩ gì về điều đó. Đó là điều một người cha phải làm.
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