Believe that if Allah wants you to know something, someone will tell you.

And now, sitting here in our tunnel, we wonder about these words. It is forbidden, not to be happy.

Mom,” said Peter, “nobody thinks you’re a lackwit, if that’s what you’re worried about.” “Lackwit? In what musty drawer of some dead English professor’s dust-covered desk did you find that word? I assure you that never in my worst nightmares did I ever suppose that I was a lackwit.

As a youngster, I played in Little League, Pony League, and all sorts of amateur baseball programs growing up.

Written By Jim Evans

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