Ducks Travels
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Around 2nd January 2011, I was created in China – so my bottom says – presumably in a factory with lots of other similar ducks. I was too young to remember the detail of course but must have been shipped over to the UK at some point with lots of other similar ducks. It is ironic really that I have a British flag on my chest but was made in China … oh well that is life I suppose. Sadly I don’t remember my mum and dad but imagine them to be very glamorous ducks with lots of feathers and down. The first time I was really aware of this World was when I found myself in a basket in a shop … Harrods I think it was … in Heathrow airport. I had a strange sticker on me that said £4.50 or 3 for £10 – I assume that was some kind of code for my foster parents to find me and pick me out of the basket. Anyway, I was lifted out of the basket by a woman who was with her husband, and that is where my adventures started. I feel obliged now to write this blog as best I can, please bear with me though as I am only a rubber duck and I did not go to school. A quick note about ‘the parents’ … they are off to Sierra Leone next year (Easter 2012) for two weeks to do some mission work with Mission Direct. They will be helping to build a new rehabilitation centre for young adults, forced onto drugs during the civil war and made into boy soldiers. They have fund raising to do for this and see me as helping … personally I just thing they are both nuts and having met several of their friends and family, all would be in agreement. It does mean that I attend church regularly and have a lot to thank God for. I am going to attempt to write my travel blogs on a regular occasion so please watch out for up dates and also please look at my facebook page and become my friend http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100003097596051
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