I went for a walk with my babysitter, but I forgot about poop bags. Of course, he delivered the greatest message ever. I went to the fish stall to get a plastic bag. I was already practicing in my head what I would say if they asked what I needed that bag for. When I saw Dieuwertje Blok waiting for her turn, I changed my mind. Fortunately, I was not asked what I needed that bag for.
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper of June 28, 2022