Two weeks ago, in a small church hall in north London, my three-year-old son picked up his Transformers lunchbox, said goodbye to a few of his friends and gave an end-of-term cuddle to the women who work at the nursery he attends four mornings a week. It was the end of term and summer holidays beckoned.
前一阵子，在北伦敦一个小教堂的大厅里，我三岁的儿子收拾好变形金刚午餐盒，和他的一些小伙伴告别，并与托儿所（他每周上四个上午的托儿所）的阿姨们来了个本学期最后一次拥抱。学期结束了，暑假来临了。
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