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My father expected a boy, unluckily for him he had me instead! And I’m far from looking androgynous: my dad freaked out when my body developed curves, and don’t get me started on when I bought my first bra! But he couldn’t break the chain of our family’s tradition, police from father to son for six generations now... So I was sent to the police academy! What was I to do? He is my daddy that I love and cherish; I have no choice but to obey him. There are some interesting things I’ve learnt at school. For instance, how to put handcuffs on your tiny wrists to show you who’s boss, and if you don’t get it, how to kick you into custody! Yet that doesn’t mean I enjoy learning Civil Rights and Speed limitation as well... I just put a smile on my face and appear in class. But I did find out that time flies when I’m licking my lollipop in class, so why worry? Something tells me that you’d be more cooperative if I just keep licking for you… [Camille Jaganathen] |
