…and I thought “well what a start”…
I thought well what a start when I was going to fold the clothes for my mum. When it was a lot of clothes I said to myself what a start, there was like 84 clothes I had to fold, for my mum. My hands were hurting it was like I felt like they were jammed in a door that my finger turned purple. But it was no problem at all. In fact it was so worse that my mum brang in, 76 more clothes in my room. To be continued girls and boys.........
