‘Dear George’

‘Dear George’

 

Dear George

Dear George
As you know I have never worried about my looks but when I glanced at the mirror I was dumb-struck! I look as mad as a box of frogs!
I must be honest my darling diary, I sat on my bed and howled. Mum, dad and Adam rushed in to comfort me and I felt awful, once again, that my life was having such a devastating effect on them. I snivelled and sniffed and then Adam made a joke. He asked ‘what is green and slimy and travels at one-hundred miles an hour?’ Dad frowned, mum looked confused and I stopped blubbering. We all asked ‘what?’ at the same time.
‘A Lamborgreeny,’ was his reply. The four of us collapsed with laughter – bless him! He lightened our despair! Sometimes my irritating sibling has his uses!
I still hate the stranger that stares back at me in the mirror – I find my reflection shocking. My hair sticks out in tufts and I have run-ways of smooth scalp that feels like a baby’s bottom. I have no eyelashes and my eye-brows are thin slits.
Darling George, the Paige you once knew has been replaced by an alien image that to me is quite grotesque! My face is so pale I’m sure it’s translucent! The only bits of me I recognise are my eyes. They were always big and blue before but now they look gi-normous and not glammed up with eyeliner but ‘murked’ up by dark rings that encircle them!
Sorry my sweet George, dripping all over you again. You must be the most tear-stained diary in the world!
Pen you later dear friend…

Although I am from Africa I now reside in the U.K. with my family. I started my career as a teacher and have taught children in Primary and Secondary schools. I had a business, teaching computer skills to students of all ages. My company gave me invaluable experience in dealing with a diverse range of cultures. Our entire aim was that we taught our pupils the necessary skills and literacy but that they had fun learning!

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