Rose Parade Features First-Ever Sikh Float

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Anonymous said…

WJK WJF,

We have written a collection of childrens illustrated books for younger children with lessons of Sikhi. Would it be possible for you to kindly share the link with any parents or aunts, uncles that have younger children

https://www.amazon.ca/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=the+little+car+and+the+beanstlak

Kind Regards

Davinder Singh Gill

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