This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Letters to my younger self’.
Dear 7-year-old me,
In a week, you’ll start Standard One. It’ll be an eye-opening experience for you and will very much be unlike your previous few years in kindergarten when you were more or less, the top dog; teacher’s pet.
There will be many things in store for you as you enter the world of primary school – your first sports day, your first live performance, your first radio interview where you’ll speak about being a girl scout, your first crush…
Sadly, most of these events will go unrecorded because you will only start to keep a journal at 11-nearly-12.
Dear young and less wrinkled me, start writing down your life immediately. And when you’re a little older, maybe 10, ask for a camera as a birthday present so you can start to capture the moments as they happen.
As you get older, you’ll try to remember these early years but without words or pictures, the years will seem a blur. Write them down. Take a picture of the life-changing events and you won’t have to strain to try to remember when you were happiest.