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Within a few weeks, my brother’s sapling grew healthy, while mine barely sprouted a few leaves. I thought my brother had picked a better spot, so I uprooted my sapling and replanted it near his. I still remember crying over my withered sapling a few days later. That was the first time I heard the story of Andare.
Prasanna Srinath Subhasinghe II
Deb Palmer
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A very sweet story, Prasanna. And a great lesson.
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