My old street

When I lived in my old street I loved it. There was at least one kid in every house so you were guaranteed to have somebody out in the street playing (which is one of the reasons my mum hated it but the main reason I loved it!).

Today I went to visit the two people I used to play with the most, two out of a family of 7 sisters called Rajnie and Kori. I have so many good memories of the old days with them. I was a bit nervous about seeing them after 4/5 years, mainly because both of them are deaf and I couldn't remember a single bit of sign language! Luckily their lil sis Kalvinder (who I remember being tiny and now she's 10!) was there to help translate. But it was amazing how much I picked up in that short amount of time I was with them today. Even though I'm not fluent in sign language we still managed to communicate with each other and it was great catching up and remembering the fun we used to have. I remember playing handstands in the front garden, volleyball over the fence and tennis in the road! Awww, miss you guys but will see you again soon xxx