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I was just like Shirley Temple, my dancing teacher said. She put me with the older girls as I was way ahead. Each time that we performed I was on the front row and always did the solos in each and every show. Mom made me beautiful costumes. I always looked a treat. I shone in sequins and silver shoes as I tapped to "Happy Feet". I was always joyful as I knew I was the best. My mother always told me I was superior to the rest. I tried to show the other girls how much better they could be but they were unappreciative and very mean to me. No-one would be my friend I really wondered why but Mom said take no notice So I held my head up high. One day when Mom and I we're walking through the door, one girl stuck her foot out and we both fell on the floor. We were really furious, they were always trying to trick us. Once they even put itching powder in my knickers. The day of the display came. I'd rehearsed and rehearsed as I was the star of the show l was to go on first. It was at a garden party outside in the sun. I waited by the stage until the music had begun. It was such a perfect setting and lovely sunny weather but I fell flat upon my face. my shoes had been tied together. Recognized

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