Minor Project Designs: 2010

My favourite day at the beach was quite enjoyable. I was very very scared of the water and the tide and the way the sand lifted from under my feet when in the water. There was enough of my family in the water so I knew I was safe. I couldn’t swim at that time, so my older sisters Laura and Charmaine decided they where going to teach me. I got over my fear of water, but still couldn’t swim. I spent the most of the day then making sand castles and eating ice cream because the tide was getting stronger. It was a great day. My most enjoyable part of the day was when the sun went down, it was beautiful. And I knew I wouldn’t need any more sun cream!

My favourite Christmas was when I was seven. I got up at six am with my brother and three sisters and my parents to open our presents. I was so excited. We all ripped open all our presents from Santa, the living room was covered in wrapping paper. About an hour or so later mum and dad went into the kitchen and brought in a puppy. I was shocked to see a puppy with a big bow around her neck, because we were always told we weren’t allowed a dog. So when I seen our St.Bernard puppy I was very happy. I remember it was really frosty outside and I was asked to take the puppy outside. She ran about the garden for ages. I played with her for hours until I was told it was to cold to stay out much longer, so I took the puppy inside.

We called our puppy Kujo after a St.Bernard in a movie that went crazy. I decided to play fetch with her. I went and got a Frisbee and started throwing it around our big garden. Kujo didn’t know how to play fetch, but she enjoyed running around the garden. We played fetch for around three hours on Boxing Day. It was great fun.

My earliest memory is when I got my school uni form for starting the primary school. I had to go down to my Grandads house so my Grandad and my aunties and uncles could see my in my uni form. When I tried it on for everyone all I could hear was “awww”. I was wearing my uni form, new shoes and carrying my school bag. Then everyone started to take pictures of me. My mum and my aunties started to get emotional and cry. I was to young to understand why everyone was getting emotional and taking pictures. I now know it was because I was the last one to start school in the family.

The first day I ever got lost in the forest was a Saturday I think and it was during the winter and I was really young. It was very cold so I got dressed up in warm clothes and walked up to the forest. It was scary because I was so young. It was the first time I went up to the forest on my own, normally I was with my sisters or brother. I remember the trees looked different when I was on my own, I thought they looked like monsters. I walked on another bit and seemed to be lost. It was starting to get dark, I turned around and started walking back the way I came, everything looked so different. I kept walking and walking, I was scared and started to cry. Eventually I found my way back, I didn’t go back into the forest on my own for years.