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It's always sad when something disappears from this world." On her tenth birthday, Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir learned about mistakes.
She had been looking up at the sky and wondered what it would look like if it were pink instead of blue. In a panic, she tried to change it back to blue, but she could never get the color quite right.
Le bouton “vérifier” a deux utilisations :• un double-clique surveille en permanence votre progression ; • une simple pression signale vos erreurs rapidement.
She wondered how she was going to find a cake big enough to feed them all.
Then she did have a cake big enough to feed all of her friends, but there were angry people outside her house trying to break down the walls and get a piece of her cake, because it was the only cake in the world and everyone else was hungry.
She blinked again, and she found herself back in her foster home, looking down at the small, normal cake, and surrounded by her usual six so-called friends who really weren't.
She brushed her hand over the manhole in the middle of the Los Angeles intersection, and climbed through into a place filled with books and learning. "Now it's time to get you your Library card." On her ninth birthday, Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir met The Fox. She wasn't sure how or why this was, or even how one could even convey capitals in normal speech, but they did.
The Fox was a tall, beautiful woman with eyes like daggers and teeth like knives. Later, Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir heard that The Fox had been shot by some people while she was trying to skin and eat people who, for some reason, liked to dress up as animals.
She expected to get scolded for nearly messing up the sky forever, but the Teacher was sympathetic.