answer proved to be more correct than the me The story spread and one in her not when they had problems soon other boarders came to that to notice with their homework. They started my space that my only Sunday dress was too small for me, never given in the food cupboard stayed empty and that I was an egg. as undays were visiting days. In the beginning I was as excited no everyone else while I prepared for my family. Of course I had visitors. The other boarders gave me pitying looks. It was clear that I was the only truly unwanted daughter. After a time, on Sundays mornings I picked up a pile of books and quietly went into the toilet. I stayed there reading until I heard my friends returning, carrying presents and food, trying on new clothes and shoes. Then I quietly came out and joined It was a sad time for me and I often lay awake at night, full of worries about my future. Sometimes I heard the sound of a great ship leaving for the sea. I saw myself standing on one of these ships, journeying through dark waters to a magical land: England or America.
In the summer of 1951, I became ill. I started coughing up blood, had a fever and had difficulty breathing. After two days I was taken to hospital. At first the doctors thought I was going to die. They informed my family. I was lonely and afraid. No one came from home. Mary was my only visitor. I was deeply grateful for her visits and the gifts of food she brought me. Slowly my fever lessened. One day, at lunchtime, Father suddenly appeared. Mary had gone home to eat. He stood by my bed looking at me. How are you feeling?' he asked. "I'm much better, Father, I told him. Pleasure, fear and surprise