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Hello my name is Sarah Bingham, I have only once kept a diary in my life, The diary only lasted one week. I myself have decided to write this diary/book, of my life because I realise that I need more motivation, after many years of my darling mother droning it into my head. I guess I have always known that I could do this and not for anyone else telling me, that I should. I have got my motivation back that I lost for a long time, due to a close and best friend that controlled my life to a certain extent. I am going to include many of my feelings about certain people, and many opinions. Although I am just portraying the way I understand people, I have met in my life. Although that is what a diary is for.

I can remember all the way back to my first year in Pre Primary School. I was very shy and would very rarely socialize with anyone of my peer?s. I always was trying to impress people, but that is what kids are like and supposed to do. I recall wearing a pair of cowgirl boots they were maroon in color, but yet one day I was showing off and didn?t realize that there was the big ditch behind me that was a drain. I had been warned time and time again to be careful but I forgot and fell in. I think I nearly gave my teacher a near heart attack. She pulled me out and I got in big trouble I also ruined my good boots, and did I get in trouble when I got home. There is also another incident I recall that was, the hot summer day when we were allowed to play outside once again. I was by myself although I didn?t mind, I liked to sit and think by myself. We were all getting very hot and our teacher turned on the sprinkler, we were running through and having heaps of fun. The whole time we all didn?t notice that a few other things were enjoying the water also, before we had all noticed a massive swarm of bees had invaded our water. As you can imagine we were all not impressed, about the whole thing, so our teacher kindly suggested that we keep away from the bee’s and mind our own business?s. We kindly considered the request and played merrily on our way. Well as we were allowed to play in the sprinkler we were allowed to take our shoe?s off also, and guess who happened to step on a bee, the world famous me who had a habit of falling down drains. As it turned out I was allergic to bees. My Mum was called and I was sent home, to rest a little. When I arrived home I was put to bed, for bee sting?s made me sleepy, so I went to sleep admiring my Jungle Book wall paper, and imagining I was in the jungle with my friends.

We had an above ground pool at George Way, and when summer came it was havoc everyone would come over to swim in the pool we would have party?s all the time on the weekend?s it was so much fun playing in the pool with so many friends. Every weekend we would have at least ten or more kids that would come over and play games. Like Marco-polo and whirlpool. Every one of us would walk or run around the inside of the pool. When we had enough speed we would all just float until the water stopped spinning and start again. It was a lot of fun and when we had enough, Mum would all bring us cold plums from the fridge to eat just before the barbecue. We would all lay on the back lawn and warm up so we could jump in the pool again.

? The first day of Primary School was very scary. I found it easy to make friend?s and I soon had my very first best friend her name was Jodie. Jodie and I were best friends throughout my seven years of primary school at Cannington Primary School. I found It very hard In primary school and struggled a lot even though, how hard I would try someone else was better at something more than I was. I went through many challenges because I found it hard to concentrate. My mind would wander or I would just go blank, although when the teacher asked me what she had just said, I would know. I found it hard to concentrate for when I was younger I had been diagnosed with mild epilepsy. They found when they gave me a CAT Scan and an EEG; I had a shadow on the left side of my brain. Even though people have told me. It can?t impair my knowledge; I still felt I always needed to do twice as much work than everybody else. I was in year two, I hadn?t had a hair cut in a while and Dad always called me a shaggy dog. My fringe was so long that Dad knew I hated that nickname .He always made fun of my hair for it was always growing and getting long quickly. So one day just before school I cut my own hair. I mainly only cut my fringe but what a disaster. I had cut it so short I looked like a fool, it would have only been a centimeter long. When I got to school I got so laughed at from everyone in my year and especially from my teacher (Mrs Cales) that I never did it again. I decided that the hairdresser should do my hair from now often.

?Jodie lived not far away from me, about a ten-minute walk. Most of the time we played at Jodie?s house for her house was always so much fun, she had a house that was green at the time and I loved that colour (so many things mean so much when your younger and that just attributed to the friendship more. It sounds funny now but then it meant everything.) They also had huge bit of land behind their house. Although sometimes if Jodie and I were sneaky enough we would go out the back. Matthew Stafford (who went to our school) and his brothers friends ride the motor bike. We couldn?t be long for we were not allowed out the back. Often there were always stray dogs that lurked at the back gates. Jodie?s mum shaped different stones on a special machine called a faceter. Everytime I came over Jodie?s Mum was using the machine I was always fascinated. We were never allowed to touch the machine (which was fair enough.) in case we broke it I always loved to watch for she was so good at it although she didn?t do it that much unless we asked her very nicely. Jodie?s family background was Italian and her Mum

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