p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"English people have these things called "months". There are twelve of them, and they all have weird names. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Months are made up of a specific number of days, but they are not the same for every month. For example, August - the eighth month - has 31 days, but February - the second month - has only 29! /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"February is incredibly confusing. Not only does it have less days than every other month, every four years - or 48 months - it has an extra day!/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"There are also these weird holidays, like Good Friday, which is the celebration of the day that a man died, in a horrific way. He was nailed to a cross, and left to die. Why would anyone want to celebrate that?!/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Good Friday happens on a different day every year. I don't know why. Don't they know the exact date of the day he died? /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"But some other holidays, like Christmas - the celebration of the day the man I mentioned before was born - are on the same day every year. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"English people are weird. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"They also have "seasons" like, Spring - which has nothing at all to do with the movement - is the one when all the animals start to have their mating cycles. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"England was horrified when I mentioned mating cycles, something about it not being appropriate for little girls to know about. I started saying it a whole lot more after that, because when he's scolding me, he remembers that I exist./p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Summer is the next season. Summer is supposedly the "hot" season, but England is nothing like back home. Here, the heat in summer is the same as the temperatures at home in the cold season!/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Which makes sense, because they take place at the exact same time. When it's summer in England, it's the cold season in my land. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"After Summer, it's Autumn. America calls Autumn, Fall, for some unknown reason, and that makes it even more confusing./p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Autumn is when all the plants die. The trees turn yellow and sick, and then all their leaves drop. And this is span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"normal/span in England!/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Autumn is cold, but it's not nearly as bad as Winter - the cold season. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"I span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"hate/span Winter. It snows, and the entire world turns blue with cold. For some crazy reason, Newfoundland, America and Canada actually span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"like/span being out in the snow. Canada and Newfoundland in particular love it, and they can spend hours outside playing in the snow./p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"India, West Indies and I, are the opposite of Canada and Newfoundland. We spend most of the wintertime curled in front of a fire, wrapped in heaps of quilts, in a vain effort to remain warm. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"They always curl around me, and give me the warmest blankets, because I'm the youngest. I try and tell them that they should save some blankets for themselves but they don't listen. /p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"I could probably try harder to convince them, but I really like being warm and when I'm in the middle, wrapped in layers and layers of blankets, I feel the warmest I ever do in England./p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Despite all of the layers and quilts I use, the ends of my fingers still end up turning blue and numb. There are some days that I think that I'll never get warm. /p