Our year atrophies
With school finished,
Padded out with supervision
Of junior summer school children,
Which is nothing but glorified babysitting.
My apologies for interrupting your reading, but I have censored this chapter from my memoir and placed it in Bad Ambassadors: Censored Chapters in accordance with Wattpad's guidelines on mature content.
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Bad Ambassadors
Non-FictionIn 1995, when I was eighteen years old, I began a gap year overseas. My experiences in Egypt were character-building to say the least, and I have many fond memories of attempted muggings, freight hopping, jumping off moving buses, being stranded in...
