The Secret Life Of Immy

On Wednesday, I am going on the school camp.

Im sure its going to be lots and lots of fun. The only thing im worried about is The food and……. Mud world….(Queue death music.)

Mud world is pretty much a mudddy swamp, kinda thing with obstacles. They are going to make us swim in it!!!!  

Meh. I suppose i’ll get used to it.

And then there is the food……

Apparently, The food is either not cooked all the way through, or burnt to a crisp.  

Mind you, all my friends are pretty fussy when it comes to food. I always eat whats put infront of me. One of the many things you pick up when you have a large family.

Ant then there is the cabins. The cabins have caused our group a huge cafuffle. The biggest since we came to high school infact. There are elven of us and only eight to a tent. Yesterday we finally figured out how to deal with it.

So there are most of the camp problems solved. I just have to get ver the whole swimming in mud thing. Or maybe thats something you just never get used to……

Anywat, better go pack.

To my beautiful almost-five-year old brother.

Refrain.

I remember……

I remember the hospital. The smell of anticeptic gel. The nurses and docters all racing around you. The hope I had that you might get well.

I remember when Mum told us, that you were very sick. The tears that welled in her eyes, when she told us you had to go. I remember when the clock started to tick.

I remember the first time i held you- It was the last time too. Your body so warm and floppy, and the tube that helped you to breathe- something on your own you could not do.

I remember the day you left us- you were nly five days old. For thirty minutes you breathed all on your very own. You opened your eyes- they were pretty as a chime. I remember i kissed your hair and whispered "I lovy you, my William" For the very last time.              

I remember………        

Happy birthday my beautiful boy.