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My brother and the bees.
When we were just kids, my brother had this huge fright for bees. He would run away screaming if he heard any sound of them, shouting for mama as he ran. I was his big sister. I wasn't always nice about this. Some teasing occurred, I have to admit that. But now he has me amazed, and he sure is a lot tougher than I'll ever be. He has his own bee farm; he collects honey and he doesn't think the sound of bees is the scariest thing in the world any more. You go big little brother!
I'm proud of you :D

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