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[kengr]

Once upon a time there was a child.

This child had a mother who had wanted a child badly and finally was able to adopt a baby after her husband died. The child loved mother. And tried to be like her. Even practicing until the child could sit with crossed legs "just like mom".

The child only had a few friends. The girl next door (until she moved away) a girl across the street, and a few boys who lived farther away.

The boys played pranks the child sometimes. But nothing too bad, though a few could have been if the child hadn't gotten suspicious. The girls didn't always want to play with the child, but the didn't try to play mean tricks either.

Then the child started school. And the world changed...

Boys made fun of the child for sitting with crossed legs. And for wanting to play with the girls.

For the child was a boy...

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And there was another child. This child was born to a nice father and a wicked mother. The mother left the father to live her own. She had born a daughter that she longed for. But in her haste to live her life she gave that child up.

The other child was born and mother felt it a burden. She went through seven husband before trying to drink herself to death. It was figered out that the child was creative and passive. The mother taught the child to cook and sew in order to survive.

That child grew up thinking it was a boy as it was equiped with the plumbing for that probability. But alas that child was mistaken after having two children of her own. And now that child lives life as a woman.

It seems that the mother only wanted a daughter but got a boy. Imprited the boy so much that the boy found out she was a girl after all.