Unnnh heichi khande. aji genhibu.Haan bou aji tike genhibi.Tike kanhiki bhala kari genhunu. Dekhiba kete samaya neiki genhuchu. Bou mo banda ku muthei...i dharila. Mu bou gandi ku bhidi dharili je bou doodha dita mo chatire bhidi gala. Ohhh bou aaaaahhhaaa bou. Bou. Mo banda banda. Bou tike kahilu. Banda baaandaaa. Baaanda.Unnnh banda banda. Mo bia dekhiluni. Naa dhire dhire dekhibi. Chusi chusi khaibi aau taa bhitare pureiki genhibi.Kaha bhitare kana pureiki genhibu kahunu.Unnn bou bia bhitare. I picked up the pear and approached her, she made an effort to control herself and begged me to wait. ‘Captain, Master, please! Understand that I am an educated woman, and daughter of a slaveowner. I know how the slaves are treated! Why would I not be afraid?’ Putting the pear back down, I sat down again. ‘Tell me about your life at home.’ ‘I was never at home for very long, Captain. As soon as I was born, I was given to a wetnurse for care. Later I was sent to France, to Convent School, for. I went down to the labour exchange and had a chat with a man, I think he was the manager. He was about my age and quite a pleasant and helpful person. We looked at several vacancies then he showed me one which actually appealed.There was a vacancy for a caretaker at Greenlands which was a very exclusive private boys' sixth form boarding school. My references were impeccable so I knew that I had a very good chance of getting the job. I had never had a job interview before.I turned up on time and. He finished his beer and waited until the song stopped playing, she looked at him as he got up; he motioned to the bottle and tilted it to show it was empty. She nodded and kept dancing as the music went on. Strange enough when he returned with a beer and a shooter she was gone again, he slowly sipped on his whiskey and beer. Laughter caught his attention and the girl came past with two others, they carried bottles cooldrink, she gave his a small wave and he waved back. He smiled to himself,.