One of those things you never forget

I was about six years old, in grade two at school.

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Here I am (left) with my little sister Fluffy.

It was a scorching Sydney summer’s day and Mark Sacharowitz, one of my class mates, was buying everyone 20c icy poles from the canteen. I didn’t have any money, and he’d bought everyone but me an icy pole, so despite being incredibly shy, I gathered all my courage and went up to him.

“Mark,” I said, “May I please have an icy pole?”

“No,” he replied.

“Why not?” I wavered, close to tears.

“Because,” he said. “You have a weird mother!”

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