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ish nature had anything to do with her name, A-man-da. I remember grazed knees and frozen peas! And playing handball on the cracks in the driveway.</p><p id="0dfc" type="7">Not my dad’s proudest moment, he had a near-death experience in a drunk driving car accident — rolled the car six times (don’t ask me who counted).</p><p id="a0e0">As a result, all of our supermarket trips were made on foot. The walking there was alright, it was the walking back that was tough! My dad would have three bags in each hand and my brother and I would carry our fair share of the load. Did I mention we lived up a hill? <b>I could have sworn my arms would fall off!</b></p><p id="8c47">I remember super-sized cockroaches in the shed, connected to the house by a few downward concrete steps. Come to think of it, they were probably normal-sized cockroaches, but my eyes were smaller back then.</p><p id="93bf">My parents were separated but living together. My dad was a budding wedding and lifestyle photographer and my mum, a taste tester at the supermarket. My dad and sister slept on a pull-out couch in the lounge, my mum and brother in the bed below mine. Our house was tiny, but I didn’t care. We were together, and we were happy!</p><p id="cc23"><b>I guess it would have been a stressful time for my parents, but I was well sheltered from it. They made me feel like the most blessed, happy, and loved kid, and I will always appreciate them for it!</b></p><p id="1c04">Check out this poem dedicated to my mum on Mother’s Day!</p><div id="6d03" class="link-block">
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<h2>A Mother’s Day Breakfast</h2>
<div><h3>A 30-day challenge</h3></div>
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</div><p id="e021">Check out this rap I wrote for my dad before he passed away!</p><div id="27b9" class="link-block">
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<h2>Dear daddy</h2>
<div><h3>A rap</h3></div>
<div><p>medium.com</p></div>
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</div><p id="50c0">Check out my 30-day challenge here!</p><div id="ac62" class="link-block">
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<h2>A Challenge a Day for 30 days!</h2>
<div><h3>To improve my writing & health</h3></div>
<div><p>medium.com</p></div>
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</div><p id="2873">Follow me and stay tuned to keep up to date with my progress!</p><div id="f0c7" class="link-block">
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<div><h3>Read writing from Ramblings Anon on Medium. Student | Nurse | NZ/Māori | Writer of raps, poems, and other rambles |…</h3></div>
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