My Early Years.

           When it was time for me to start school my mum and dad thought it would be a good idea for me to go to my mum’s school, where my two teachers were called Mrs Meredith and Mrs Holy, where I found it very difficult calling my mum Mrs, Evans. In nursery we used to play on big apparatus and we used to play in the Wendy house which incidentally fell on me on the first day I was there I think it had something to do with me pull the door the wrong way I was so embarrassed as the teachers told me to go and stand in the naughty corner as I had also pulled the door totally off. I also enjoyed playing with the cars and trains, which we could play with at break it was great fun. When it was time for me to move up to reception my mum thought it would be better for me to go to the Primary School up the road from where I lived,  because all my friends attended there. My reception teacher was called Mrs Jones. I liked her very much but I was very stubborn and would never work only play After Mrs Jones’s class I moved up to Mrs Ben’s class where I worked all day long and never played. (Now I was beginning to wonder what I had let my self in for.) I did sum’s like adding taking away and multiplication. I moved on to Mrs Bennio’s class where I did “SATS” (only little ones) and again we never played (What a surprise), I moved up to first year juniors where we had a teacher called Mrs Willton. She was really horrible she shouted at me for nothing what so ever (I think she had a grudge against me). We studied the Greeks, which I really enjoyed, and whenever we watched a video she always used to stop and talk about it for ages and then we never got to see the end of the video. After that we moved up to Mrs Williams who was really pleasant. She took us on a number of trips to St Fagan’s and Dan - yr-Ogof caves that we really loved. Well after that I moved up again to Mrs Goulds class. We had a fun time there as all we ever did was drawing, painting and sewing (which was boring) and hardly any other subjects. At the end of that year we came to our last year Mr Gould’s class where we did our big exams K.S.2 SATS. Mr Gould really was very nice indeed and always used to say, “there’s nothing to worry about” (it certainly didn’t work on me I was petrified). We did a load of work but we had really good fun. We also did many shows in Primary School this is where my acting career took off. The first production ever did was called the Smallest Angel where I played the part of a cowboy. Then again in Primary School we did the three little pigs. I played the part of the brick seller and the most important part that I had to do was to give one of the pigs some bricks to build her house, the only problem was I was so nervous I gave her imaginary bricks instead of the bricks in my wheel barrow, also once again something fell on me. One of the three pigs “accidentally” pushed his house over. As it happens that boy was my sworn enemy. Between the three little pigs and our next production I took part in a small carol service at Christmas time where I sang and recited poetry. The next big production was the very popular little mermaid written by Hans Christian Anderson. I played the lead role, which was the first time I ever had a big part I was hard work learning all the lines and learning the words of the songs, but in the end it was worth it. The time flew by and before I knew it that was the end of my primary education.