My sister and I went through the classic dress-up stage...
...then the sulky teenage stage.
I continued to keep journals and write down stories, poems and observations all the time. I really liked drawing cartoons—here’s a funny one of my busy Mum with two extra arms (multi-tasking) and kind of a mean one of a geography teacher who made me write the grade 9 exam.
Finally high school was over, time went by, and the same thing happened to my sister and me that happens to everybody...