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A Mother’s Whistle

A Mother’s Whistle

By Maria Shriver
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I found a whistle the other day in my home. It wasn’t your typical whistle, though. It’s silver, looped around a chain as a necklace, and engraved with my mother’s initials and my own.

I looked long and hard at my whistle. Interesting gift, I thought to myself.

I can’t remember the story behind why my mother gave me a whistle. She loved to play games, so maybe she used this whistle for those? She loved to play capture the flag, tennis, three-legged races, and water polo. (She also, I should mention, loved to beat me and my brothers whenever we played.)

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