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Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Happiness Is Where We Look For It

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Rabiah was a small boy with messy, long, brown hair that hung over his deep brown eyes. His skin was olive brown and seemed tightly wrapped around his bones, and he was very thin.
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by Margo Fallis
Happiness Is Where We Look For It

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Rabiah was a small boy with messy, long, brown hair that hung over his deep brown eyes. His skin was olive brown and seemed tightly wrapped around his bones, and he was very thin.
Rabiah lived in the desert. As a Bedouin boy, he spent most of his time herding goats. His family lived in a black tent made of camel and goat hair. It kept them warm in the winter. When summer arrived and the temperature soared, all they had to do was open the flaps on the tent and a breeze would blow through, keeping them cool.
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