School Fees Paid - Part 1
150 So, there I stood! Barefeet, hanging onto a empty rubber duck. We ran out of fuel in the middle of the river and luckily a light breeze pushed us into the shore on the Witsand side. Deon had left me behind and was on a mission to go and beg someone upriver to leave his fishing and take him to town so we could get some fuel. I was holding onto the boat and smiling and waving to all the boats…
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