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Reigning on her Parade

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Our granddaughter Isabel's very first parade was a very tiny procession in a rural area on the west coast of the island. She was only 6 at the time and she really had no idea what a parade was. Of course, being a local event, many of our relatives were participating in the parade.

As the parade passed, I said to Isabel: "look there's Uncle Charlie - wave to him!" "Look there's Aunt Sandra - wave to her!" "Look, there's Aunt Rose - wave to her!"

As all of her relatives passed by they waved to Isabel and gave her oodles of candy.

Isabel's next parade was in Calgary and she was highly disappointed with it - she thought a parade was a procession of her relatives waving and throwing her candy.

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