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Yesterday my littlest daughter (7) called me, sounding a little terrified. In a flash my eldest daughter and I arrived in my daughter’s room.
“There’s a wasp!” Said my littlest daughter, with fear in her voice.
When I saw the wasp I understood why, it was huge. I told littlest daughter to stand in the passage. I closed the wasp in the room and ran for my first weapon of defence. Yes! You guessed it; the broom. Rushing back I saw that eldest daughter (20) was standing there with littlest one making sure she was ok.
I took a deep breath, and opened the door. I tried to push him out of the window with the broom. All the while, eldest daughter kept laughing and telling me that I should rather let her do it. I must have been quite a sight running around the room chasing the wasp with…
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