Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Oliver.
He was two and a half years old, and quite tall and broad for his age.
He was bilingual, speaking both Italian and English (his mother was Italian), and practicing with two languages made him a clear speaker.
He was a nice boy, but there was one problem with him: he got mad easily. His pediatrician said that it wasn't serious and he'd probably grow out of it in about six months, but the problem was that only his pacifier was guaranteed to cheer him up from being mad, and he was outgrowing it.
Where is he now?
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