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by it all.  I am tempted to ask my mother if she is feeling alright, but her feelings are so intense that I think better of it.  When I look at her, I see a strange image of her punching a hole through a large brick wall with her fist while screaming bloody murder in some uncontrolled rage.  It frightens me – not just because I am seeing weird daydreams when I am awake, but also because of the violence displayed by a woman who is usually so calm and level-headed. 
    Things soon become very busy in the house with Leena starting kindergarten in a matter of weeks and with so many changes in the air. It is the first time one of my sisters will be away from home in a schooling environment during the day.  This means that Tania and I will be playing together while Leena is at kindergarten.  Dad takes her shopping for new shoes, tough and sturdy clothing, an apron – I guess they will be teaching her to clean a house? – and some watercolour paints.  I feel nervous for Leena but she seems happy and excited.  As long as things stay that way, I will do my best to also be excited for her.
    With a new year ahead, my sisters and I make our way downstairs on Yule morning and squeal with delight at seeing the brand new bicycles that our parents bought us as gifts for Yule.  As it is thought too far for Leena to walk between the kindergarten and home, our parents decide that it is time for us to learn how to ride.  The streets are almost always deserted and everybody knows that Leena will want to visit with any new friends she makes at kindergarten.  Our dog, Rusty, will also get a good workout while trying to keep up with us… if I ever learn to reach the pedals, that is.  Unfortunately, my legs are so short that they just dangle uselessly in the air as I sit on the bicycle seat after my mother lifts me onto the bike.  I wish my birthday would hurry up so I could be bigger already!
    Tania and Leena quickly catch on to intricate the art of riding a bicycle, thanks to the assistance of their training wheels.  They also both usually have Dad running (out of breath) right alongside them – just in case.  Sadly, I am a somewhat slower than my sisters in this respect.  After becoming so bored that I literally fall off my stationary bike, bringing a whole world of embarrassment to myself as well as a few tears, Dad puts my bicycle into storage and buys me a tricycle to ride instead, since I am much smaller than my sisters.  I love my tricycle, especially since it not only has a seat for me to sit on, but also has a second seat behind me (much lower) for Ralph to sit on!  Dad puts his creative talents to work and makes a seatbelt for Ralph so he doesn’t fall out while I am learning to ride.  Once work is complete and Ralph is safely strapped in, I easily put each foot onto the pedals with get the front wheel to turn.  At first, it takes a bit of practice to stop myself going backwards but, before long, I am able to ride it forwards rather quickly, racing around the back yard against Rusty.  Even though he is a dog, he is also my best friend and I can’t help but laugh as he runs rings around my tricycle, barking madly.  It almost looks like he is smiling which, in turn, makes me smile.  Rusty’s energy never seems to run out.  I love him very much, especially since he is very protective of our family.
    During Leena’s first day at kindergarten, I make my way down the front stairs, hoping to catch sight of some of the birds and other wildlife as they pass through our yard.  I sit in the shade at the side of the house, scratching Rusty behind the ears and rubbing his belly when a bee suddenly flies in front of my face, startling me.  Thinking it is a fly, I swat it away hard to stop it from flying into my mouth, but it stings me on the hand.  The pain is terrible and when I look at the palm of my hand, it is red and swollen.  I cry and scream at the same time, unsure of what is going to happen to my hand as the