CLUE BY GOKATWEMANG SOLOLO

CLUE Birds were singing harmoniously on a beautiful winter day on Moloto tree. It was not very cold but you could feel the winter chill on your hands. The time was around ten o’clock as students were returning from their breakfast tea time. They have just been served with tea, bread sandwich with Polonies. Stix...

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