New Hair and China

For those of you who don't know, I work once a week as a teacher's aid in the prep to approximately year two class of my old primary school.

This provides me with something to laugh about every  week, this week there were two particular moments which I loved.

The first came from a little prep girl called Billie, I love her name, she is one of the sweetest children always very concerned for others and such a pleasure to work with. When Billie saw my new hair cut (which is a short shaggy bob, very different to the long hair I had previously), she said that at first she didn't recognise me but then she heared my voice and knew it was me. Then Billie leaned close to me and said that she thought maybe I got my hair cut because I saw her hair (which is also newly short) and really liked it... Of course she was completely right, I love her hair.

The second wonderful moment came from another prep student Jaspa. Jaspa is a very little prep boy, and he gets so wonderfully excited about everything that his body shakes with enthusiasm. This week he brought into school a new soccer ball. He was showing me how it was a special socceroes ball and exclaiming "look it says made in China! I don't know how it got here?!" obviously some poor kid in China is missing his Socceroes ball. China is obviously too far away for such a little boy.

I love my job!

This is going to me in your will!

Dear Mum,

when you write your will there's one thing I want!*

It is beautiful and I want it!

Here's why:

This little sewing machine reminds me of the hours we have spent sewing, when Louisa and I made soft toys to go in Santa stockings,  when we made skirts just the other weekend, well when you made skirts for us the other weekend.

But mostly I decided I want this cute sewing machine because it belonged to Grandma Walker.

Grandma Walker is one of the people that I almost remember. I remember her coming to visit us at Jubilee Terrace, well I remember a little old lady standing on the footpath, but that's all. I feel like I almost know her, she seems lovely and just a perfect 'Great Grandmother'.

She seems just out of my reach...

So I want this part of her!  

* (morbid implications about death not intended).