I generally have good memories of school. Primary school was very confusing for me. I went into grade 1 at the age of 5. I was a tiny little thing and I don’t think I was emotionally ready for big school.

My teacher, who was a friend of my family took me under her wing and looked out for me. She was a wonderful maternal figure who looked out for the kids in her class. I didn’t make many friends in that first year and remember crying a lot.

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