(The floor boards creak as MAMA scuttles over towards you.) "What should I do next for ya, Mama?" you ask, turning attentively towards her frail, ancient form. (You look over and see her smiling appreciatively.) Her eyes simmering with thoughfulness, "Oh yes!" she says, looking thankfully at you, "Will you please go fix that leak in the roof? Just holler if you have any questions. You can do anything you put your mind and heart into." (She sits down in her rocker.)
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