Feeling diagnosed with a mixture of joy and sadness, tears pouring down my cheeks as I remembered my nana’s loving face smiling at me. Nervracking and as scared as I can ever be, standing in front of everyone made it really hard for me to share the most memorable time that I had with my nana in my life. I visualized my nana saying to me “I’m proud of you moko” which made me cried harder. I heard Mum said “come on you can do it” I knew I could do it, but I just can not get myself to do it. I kept hearing my nana’s voice saying “I’m proud of you moko” made me felt weaker and weaker. My mum started to read my letter but I did not like the way she read it so I took the paper off her and started reading it all over again. Snivelling like a baby as I carried on reading because it felt like it just happened yesterday. I felt like I wanted to scream so Nana can hear me and may be awaken and wiped the tears off my face. It has been too long since I heard her voice. But I managed to compose myself more as I kept reading. I know Nana is watching over me now and I know that she is really proud of me. “Love you Nana”.
PS. Check out Leander's work from Year 6
