there are days…

There are days when both the temperature and humidity are so high that the only options are waterslides and Akubras.

There are days when your older sisters dress you in their school shirts, so you run around in your new “dress” all morning.

There are days when you choose to wear plaits, and they have to be perfectly placed, or else all wailing breaks loose.

There are days when you get so bug-bitten that your nanny paints Calamine onto your legs with a paintbrush.

There are days when you decide to wear a too-big school skort with a Christmas stocking on one foot.

There are days when you go happily to kindy, at a kindergarten that every little kid dreams about.

There are days when you can play hide-and-seek, endlessly, behind a window curtain, and no one ever finds you.

There are days when you’re too sleepy to stay awake and write more, so your readers have to wait until the weekend. Sorry!

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