Love in Wagmatcook

There is love in Wagmatcook. If there were no love in Wagmatcook, people would be mean to each other.

Our moms love us. My mom cooks my supper. I do laundry for my mom. Andy, my mom's boyfriend cares about me. He calls me "buddy." The next door neighbours love us. Sometimes we clean up their yards for them. The chief, Lester, cares about us. He drives us home from school on the bus and looks after us.

Wagmatcook is a nice place to live.

Blaise Marshall
Wagmatcookewey School

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