When I started kindy, I was 5 and already reading. I had a baby sister and my mum was pregnant again. I loved Kindy because my teacher, Miss Feely, had pinky orange hair and wore big bug eye glasses that were purple – it was the 70’s after all. She was the most exotic thing I [...]
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Things you can’t tell by looking at me. Therapy.
Posted in Honestly!, Laugh, tagged being a dag, blog as therapy, childhood, essay, great teachers, kindy, school, stories on July 20, 2008 | 16 Comments »
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