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I know God loves me because I'm surrounded by people who love me so much. See, even the nurse aunties rally around me to make sure I'm not alone while I take a simultaneous double jab. When both needles went into my thighs, it really hurt and I cried but I soon stopped crying, learning to be strong and of good courage.
All I did was to point and call out at the bear and my Daddy made me pose for a photo with it. Well, I guess love bears all things!
I really enjoy bouncing everywhere like a gummi bear. So my Daddy says, though I've never seen this dated cartoon before. Mummy always tells me that it's God who has provided and enabled to grow up so well. Watch me show off my excellent figure!