From April '04 to May '05 our family travelled around Australia. Mum and Dad made us write a diary while we travelled. I hated doing it then, but I do like looking back on what I wrote. At least, whatever of it I can comprehend. There is absolutely NO punctuation whatsoever and very little spelling that is correct. I will do my best, however, to translate.
We had a fire and I rode my bike and I went swimming and played with my friends. Our friends got here, lots of fires, my chain on my bike came off, I did my bible study, my feet got muddy. We are at Charlie Morland.
That was my first entry. You have to cut me some slack on this one. I was seven! The next one is practically incomprehensible. Something about dress-ups and lots of prickles (prikls) and a bird doing it's business on my shoulder. Anyway, I will continue to translate- or try...