One Monday morning at boarding school...

One Monday morning at boarding school I woke up feeling all right except that my neck felt a bit queer. It did not worry me, because I knew that since I am really God's child, there could not be anything wrong with me.

The next day I was told to stay in bed. The school doctor came twice, and on Thursday said I could get up the next day. On Saturday I had to go back to bed.

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