tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3356107853796107267.post3152593064854669379..comments2024-03-05T09:15:05.886-05:00Comments on Robin Kramer Writes: Child Feeding Ducks: a progression of reactionsRobin Kramerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09902099859770996417noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3356107853796107267.post-2810108108765108182016-10-07T14:26:28.758-04:002016-10-07T14:26:28.758-04:00Three words for you: scarred for life.
I hear you...Three words for you: scarred for life.<br /><br />I hear you, Jack. I hear you.Robin Kramerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902099859770996417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3356107853796107267.post-73803331542146394002016-10-07T09:29:06.780-04:002016-10-07T09:29:06.780-04:00This reminded me of a similar memory I had as a ch...This reminded me of a similar memory I had as a child. I distinctly remember traveling to the public park with bread to feed ducks and leaving in tears. A sneaky duck had come up behind me and stole all of my bread while snagging my finger in the process. Long story short, ducks are not cute anymore. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04893260141500709996noreply@blogger.com