#word500

Once upon a Time, there was a man whose name was Taye, Taye could beat the talking drum very well, which made him a very good musician. Anytime he played his drum, everybody would gather round him and

Clare: ‘’you know what, just forget about questioning Charles. I will deal with it my own way please’’ I suddenly begged surprising my mother who stared at me suspiciously. ‘’what do you mean by that?,