Liliana Di Sora
From Egopedia
First section (won't end up being the start of the entry, but it's the only section so far that I've written logically from start to finish, so)
I don't write about myself in the third person. Apologies in advance, but even the idea of Liliana trying to talk about herself like that makes her skin crawl.
Also of note! I am basically just going to write a freeform entry consisting of everything I can remember about my life. Plus bits and bobs of interesting stuff. Eventually the interesting stuff will be up here, where the lazy people are before they stop reading. For now you are just getting memories from the ages of 2 to 4. If this bores you, too bad. Go read something else!
Alsoalso! I haven't gone through this and put in italics or links or anything exciting like that. Eventually I shall. Maybe.
Contents |
Pre School Years:
Pre Anything:
When I was less than two years old, my parents travelled with me to Italy to visit my father’s family in Rome. While we were there, they had me baptised at the church where all of my father’s family have been baptised over the years. This was despite neither of my parents being particularly religious – my mother says she went along with it mainly for tradition’s sake. My father claims that he figured it could only make life easier – either I never become religious, and being baptised will have no effect on me, or I will find religion as an adult, and not have to worry about getting baptised. Plus, being baptised in Rome is win. I still have the dress I wore to the service – it amuses me because it is tiny and lacy and pale pink.
I remember when we lived in our very first family house on Argyl street (right near where my father works). I remember the bathroom tiles were mossy green. I remember tipping my white bathroom toy bucket up only to find that there was a black slithery centipede lurking at the bottom. My father was there, and remembers it too - he says I couldn't have been much older than 1 year old at the time.
I remember when we moved from that house to our second house in Northcote. I remember going down the outside steps, being carried in my mini bath thing. My mother tells me I was only two years old at the time.
I remember, as a toddler living in our house in Northcote, chasing our second tiny fluffball of a kitten (Simepuss, a bluepoint Siamese stray my mother found under a car), down the main hallway at (relative) high speed.
Crèche:
When I was three my mother enrolled me in a Crèche. It consisted of a house with five rooms (playroom, nap room, kitchen, bathroom, eating room) and a garden with playground equipment. I remember despising nap time (who needs to nap in the afternoon at age 3? FREAKS), and being especially bitter because one girl always got to leave during naptime. I didn’t want to actually leave Crèche – I just didn’t want to waste my time lying on a thin floor mat staring at the ceiling. I remember a jigsaw puzzle they had that I always wanted to do – it was the largest puzzle they had, full of abstract shapes in brown, black and white. It was with this puzzle that I learned the trick of flipping the completed puzzle over onto the table, removing the base, and then rebuilding it. I remember one of the helpers being very confused, and trying to make me do it the ‘proper’ way. The other toy I remember coveting was a doll’s house. I would ignore the dolls and other children in favour of playing with the house’s lift. You could make it go up and down in some non-direct manner that I cannot recall, and it fascinated me. I remember having a bowl-colour preference (though not what it was), and refusing to eat the crusts on my peanut butter sandwiches. I remember the day one of the helpers brought in a cockatoo in a cage and hung it (the cage :p) from the veranda of the house – it was a yellow crested one, and we were all briefly fascinated by its squawking. I remember the sheets of stiff plastic we got to paint on on sunny days (we’d usually paint windows, because we were ironic and creative children). I remember being bitten on the finger by the class bully one day while fighting over who got to go down the slide first – the owner of the Crèche called my father, and made me sit on a bench outside until he got there. I remember being incredibly bitter that I had to stop playing even though I wasn’t the one who had done anything wrong. When my father arrived, he was initially very worried, but when I started complaining about how I’d been made to sit down just because I’d been bitten, he was more amused. I remember that my best friend at the time was a boy called Clancy. We used to play the sorts of games that children play – he was into Spiderman and Sonic the Hedgehog. I didn’t know who either of them were, but I was happy to play along in ignorance. Most of our games consisted entirely of either climbing on the climbing net, or running around in circles of ever-decreasing radius. When I finally left the Crèche, I was given a book called Zoë’s Web. It was about a spider learning to weave webs by mimicking various manmade objects. At the time I hated said book, but it eventually grew on me over time.
Day Care:
Because of my birth date, when I finished Crèche I was still too young to start kindergarten. So my parents started enrolling me in a day care at Melbourne Central. I remember less about there than Crech or Kindergarten, simply because I spent less time there. All I remember clearly is the Fisher Price house and van they had – I loved them and stole them for myself every time I was at day care. The van was blue, and the house was one which I actually bought for myself later in life. After day care, my mother would take me to Dimaru to buy toys. It was there that I saw the Birthday Pony in store – I wanted her desperately, not because of the pony (who I still find ugly), but for the BOX OF MYSTERY that she came with. Usually such cardboard boxes are empty and used as Christmas tree decorations, but this one actually contained something! Alas, my mother talked me out of getting that toy, and instead I bought Fancy Mermaid Pony ‘Baby Pearly’ (who I still have).
Kindergarten:
Eventually, I was enrolled in a Kindergarten near my house. It had two main buildings and a big garden. The garden included a giant sandpit and a playground frame thing (made out of wood! Ah the good old days), and a covered area with a wall covered in paintings of sea creatures. There was also an area I remember less well that had… piles of wood, or some sort of wooden structure in it. I remember taking in playsets that my mother bought me, which consisted of picture scenes and plastic, mono-coloured stickers in various shapes, which would fit into similarly-sized shapes on the black and white picture. I would spend hours playing around with the stickers, trying to fit all of the ones from one sheet onto one picture. I remember a frame toy that let you drop marbles in the top and watch them fall down the course to the bottom. I remember playing elaborate games with James Daphne in the sandpit using plastic dinosaurs. When we were allowed, we would drag the garden hose over and use it to make running rivers and lakes. I also used to play running games with Louie – not tag or anything similar. They were more like very stunted imagination games that consisted entirely of “Oh no! Something is chasing us! Better run!” I also made friends with a girl named Amber. We used to take basketballs into the covered area and try to hit all the animals in various orders. Often we would also play games using the wall as a backdrop, though I can’t remember the actual content of said games. I remember one day when the kindergarten had someone bring rabbits in – one of the rabbits escaped into the garden, and I remember chasing it. It was black. I didn’t manage to catch it. I remember that during naptime at kindergarten, we got to listen to audio cassettes (far preferable to just lying around doing nothing). My favourite was Meanie and the Minmin, a story about a witch who steals some kids’ lizard to make into a stew. They rescue the thorny devil and vanquish the witch. I loved the narration, and I loved the music. I made my mother borrow the tapes to make a copy – a copy I still have to this day (though I am not sure entirely where >.>). I remember that my ‘teacher’ was Wendy, whereas the other ‘teacher’ was Gail. I was always glad to have Wendy, because she was prettier and nicer than Gail. I remember singing songs inside. I know that I had a Smurf birthday cake for my birthday one year, and a Minnie Mouse one the next, but I only know that due to photos – I don’t actually remember it myself. I remember taking a My Little Pony into Kindergarten with me, but I can’t remember which one. It is possible that it was Magic Message Cloud Dreamer, who was pink enough and MLP-y enough.
School Years
Primary School
Prep
Year: 1993
Class: Prep G
Teacher: Geraldine Fay
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 1
Year: 1994
Class: 1M
Teacher:Moira Ellery
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 2
Year: 1995
Class: 2R
Teacher: Rosemary Scott
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 3
Year: 1996
Class: 3J
Teacher: Jacinta Martin
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 4
Year: 1997
Class: 4M
Teacher: Marlen Hemming
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 5
Year: 1998
Class: 5L
Teacher: Lisa Keskinen
Student Teacher: Helen Ainsworth
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
Grade 6
Year: 1999
Class: 6G
Teacher: Giuliana De Fransechi
More details coming (with photos and maybe even report cards!)
High School
Year 7
Year: 2000
Class: 7C3
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
Year 8
Year: 2001
Class: 8C3
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
Year 9
Year: 2002
Class: 9C3
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
Year 11
Year: 2003
Class: VCE 11
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
Year 12 mk I
Year: 2004
Class: VCE 12
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
Year 12 mk II
Year: 2005
Class: VCE 12
Teachers: Assorted (will yank the names from my report eventually)
NB: I skipped year 10 due to being in the Accelerated program (or 'Task Force'; meaning I am indeed an ex-taskie). This is also why I have year 12's mk I and II.
(yes, I am a slack copy/paster. You'll live)
(more details as I can be bothered adding them. No breath holding unless I get to watch and point and laugh)
