Chapter 7

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I was seven years old when I experienced my first glimpse of fame. My primary school
was visited by the Mayor and I was chosen to hand her flowers. I remember my  mum spent the morning ironing my school dress, and putting bows in my hair. My shoes were so  shiny I could see my face in them. I couldn't wait to get to school. When we saw the Mayors car pull up in front of the school my teacher handed me a bunch of flowers. She fixed my collar and said to follow the other girls. It was only then  I realised that I wasn't the only girl chosen to hand her flowers. I was really upset but I decided I would be the best flower hander out of all of them.

When I got up to the mayor I decided I would tell her how beautiful she looked and do a curtsey. But as I stepped towards her I tripped and went flying into her arms.I started to cry so she gave me some candy and called me pretty.

The next day the Headline of the local Newspaper was: Mayor Comforts Pretty School Girl After She Trips.

The picture below was of me smiling as the Mayor gave me a hug.

I cut out the Newspaper clipping and put it in a frame.

Since then whenever some one asked me what I wanted to be  I'd always Say Famous.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 30, 2016 ⏰

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