Two weeks ago, in a small church hall in north London, my three-year-old son picked up his Transformers lunchbox, said goodbye to a few of his friends and gave an end-of-term cuddle to the women who work at the nursery he attends four mornings a week. It was the end of term and summer holidays beckoned.
前一陣子，在北倫敦一個小教堂的大廳里，我三歲的兒子收拾好變形金剛午餐盒，和他的一些小伙伴告別，并與托兒所（他每周上四個上午的托兒所）的阿姨們來了個本學期最后一次擁抱。學期結束了，暑假來臨了。
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