how do you spell "NATIONAL SERVICE"?
"C-O-N-S-C-R-I-P-T-I-O-N"
every time i clear the dishes after dinner at home, i am momentarily seized by an instinct to scrape all the food onto one plate and bang the leftovers into a large green bin propped open with a broom, then dunk the plates, cutlery, cups and bowls into separate tubs filled with sudsy water.
i have been in the SAF for 5.5 months now.
every moment is slavery !
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