Yesterday when I reached home, C was crying. She told me amma thittitanga. I asked her why. She mumbled for a long time, but would not directly answer. (takes it from D!)
Anyway, D explained that D had spend a lot of time painting a nice Jesus painting and C, in the last minute, has taken hold of the brown color brush and has scribbled on the painting. It is really sad.
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