The flowers which lie on the grass where the trees which fly into the sky start here. The flowing lakes sit in the grass. The grass which flows along the dirt in the colour of green. Repeat poem two times.
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Amanda Riddell October 2002 This is a poem from when I was living in Italy. I was 8 years old.
This is a photo of my classroom at Via Ugo Pisa. Mum went back to Milan, and it's been redone. Lorraine was a friend of ours: her Mum cleaned my parent's apartment sometimes, and she hung out with us at home. The kid in the glasses is Dario, and he was my best friend.
Playing cricket in York.
There's lots of real material and photos. My Mum found the website that she built for the trip. Here's something from the hotel that we lived in until my parents found an apartment. Leonardo Da Vinci hotel. I think I'm wearing the Hawaiian shirt. That's card cricket.