Not fair. It's not fair. They always get to go on the big swings. I may be 8 years old but i'm no baby! They laugh victoriously as they place their black school shoes on the plastic seat, then beginning to rock themselves back and fourth to challenge air resistance in battle. They'd laugh at me saying things like "Your too small!" "You'll fall off." This is stupid. Yes, i have small, tiny hands and weak pathetic muscles but that doesn't mean my determination wont hold on for me!
I stick my tongue out at them, which is a pretty big deal in my house, i don't mean to be naughty but they really be-little me a lot and it gets under my skin. But heh, i have the slide which is a way cooler play thing then the swings if you think about it. My Nan is a kind angel, i think God sent her to us so i wouldn't end up planning world domination on my sisters, not that i have time for that anyway. Being 8 years old you have to make some hard decisions you know, sometimes Rugrats comes on the same time as Power Puff Girl, the decision is fatal!
So, yeah my Nan is always there when my sisters egg me off, she even tires herself out by going on the slide with me, keeps me safe. The automatic nanny cushion! She also pushes me on the round-about which i can hold onto and do not fall off, even if my feet are dragging against the floor as long as my hands are securely on the cold metal bars then i'm still holding on.There's an abandoned house beside the park, Nan often says to not go in there because it's dangerous, cant be that bad or policeman Plod would of taken it down, silly Nanny.
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