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It's in the air....

That's the card all the catechism children made for Father, and he really liked it. You can see they have scribbled their names all over it.... with different versions of christmas greetings, like Marry Christmas, Merry Crismas, Father you rock...
As Andrew one of the shepherd boys put it, "Father, all the Kaieluthu". (Meaning all the signatures) The caroling gang, it was fun hanging out with them. Jehu's missing in the picture...

Another fun gang, its been a year now since I joined this school..... and its like a second home. It's gonna be hard when the time comes to leave this place.... Vivek and Nagarajan are missing in this picture.
That's Mazhalai, the person who got me into the whole blogging sphere. I got anju into it and... that's another story, a never ending story.

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Anonymous said…
hey that was a brilliant idea with the christmas card you guys gave the father... and llooks like this Jehu missed out all the fun you guys had.. anywayz Marry Christmas... and Happy New Year...
That Squirrel said…
hey...no pictures of you and your other sister? :p Happy new year!

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