I loved the beach first, the bush second.
I wanted to be Prime Minister or an interior decorator.
I lived on a 400 acre pineapple farm.
I wanted a baby sister. And got one.
I never once worried about my parents splitting up.
I dreamt about Californian beaches and being buried alive.
I told stories. Sometimes I wrote them down.
I collected dolls. My sister ruined most of them.
I wore shorts and t-shirts most days.
I loved school, until I was in year 4.
I would devour books.

Take a look, have you changed much?

  • Janelle westlake

    Oh Gosh – you could be Arleigh’s mother . She is sooo much like you !

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Excellent, well my plot to grab her and run across the border is taking shape. 😉

  • The funny thing is I never feel any different to that boy I used to be.
    I hated school always,
    I wanted my parents to split up (horrible father)
    I loved building things and pulling things apart.
    I wanted to be an air force pilot. haha I am just glad that I am still the person my mum raised me to be. Polite, compassionate and Kind

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      LOVE the last one. I bet your Mum is proud as punch.

  • Look at your dimples.

    I am so copying the concept of this post.

    xx

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Haha. Dimples, I’ve still got ’em.

      Leave me a link, for sure.

  • cuuuuuute!!!!!!!! I basically look exactly the same lol xx

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Haha. Darn straight I’m cute. 😛

  • Dannie Wallace

    OMG! Look what a cutie you still are <3  I agree with Lucy and am going to do a similar post with credit to you 🙂
    Um now to just find a *ahem* cutie picture of me  bahaaaa

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Naaw, thanks!  Don’t forget to leave us a link. I’d love to check it out. 🙂 

      • Dannie Wallace

        of course i will still searching for one hahaha 🙂 Might wait till next weekend.

  • I haven’t changed much, I still faff around doing not much in between sitting reading. Going to work doesn’t count because it’s a necessity not a choice.