Waking up in Red Hill is a good feeling because you can smell the fire and hear the chickens and the wind blowing. I wake up thinking what the weather is going to be like.
I wake up at six o’ clock and in winter it is still dark outside. It feels like it might be a very bad day because it is raining. I have to go to school over muddy, slippery roads – and we have to be at the bus stop on time.
The bus rides down the road and the clock ticks and you think; what will I do first?
That’s how I start my day in Red Hill!
