It’s been a while since my new little sister Imogen was born. She’s three and growing fast, it won’t be long before she is old enough to got to school. She is adorable but I can’t help wish that we had been closer in age. I’m determined that I am going to go to university soon and after that , who knows….visiting is just not going to be the same as being able to see her every day.
Gabriel became a teenager not long ago and now goes to the local highschool. Poor Gabe gets annoyed that he is still sharing a room with the babies. I really can’t blame him, being woken up by screaming toddlers is not something I am going to miss.
Mum also recently celebrated a birthday, she took the opportunity to retire saying that it was time and that she couldn’t keep performing forever. It was time for her to concentrate on her youngest children. Unfortunately, she hadn’t reached her goal of becoming a Singing Sensation, in fact she only ever performed sing-a-grams. Mum had just became to busy with everyday things to pursue that dream. Three children and an ambitious, workaholic husband left her with little time. She says she’s okay with how her life turned out but I see her eyes light up every time she sees a microphone and music playing.
Dad is now just one promotion away from reaching the top of his career. I’m so proud of him. I know that he has wishes about me pursue the same line of work that consumes his life, unfortunately our wishes differ in this area. I have dreamed of pursuing a science career since Grandpa showed me our potion bench and taught me how to use it.
Uncle Ryder still spends every moment working on his music. Aunt Stacy is always complaining that he never spends anytime with her and their son Max. Max is only slightly older that little Imogen and I have to agree that Uncle Ryder is far more attached to his instruments than he seems to be to his family.
As for me I’m just days away from my 18th birthday. Yep, very soon I am going to be all grown up. It’s going to be my turn to shine. Or at least do the best that I can.
Soon it was time for me to celebrate my birthday with my family. I asked for an early party so I could spend as close to a full day as a young adult as possible before it was time to graduate.
And here I am all grown up. A lot of people say I look just like my mum. I guess I can see it, I definitely inherited my hair colour from her but I think I look a lot like my dad too.
It didn’t take long for me to decide that I definitely wanted to go to university and I wasted no time taking the aptitude test.
I found the test fairly easy, and even managed to obtain credits for both the Technology and Arts degrees but unfortunately I received no credits for the Science degree that I was aiming for.
I spent the rest of the afternoon working on a couple of potions that I still wished to discover. A bladder control potion should come in handy, right?
I’m not entirely sure what I would want to use it for. There must be plenty of situations that would make me happy that I had put in the effort to discover that one tiny little potion.
Dad came home from the hospital and immediately started to search the galaxy. The hospital still hasn’t given him his much deserved promotion. It seems a little mad to me, he has to be one of the hardest working members of staff that they have and yet he is still being overlooked.
The following morning was Graduation Day and I had a few things that I wanted to get done before the ceremony started.
Dad had told me that now that I was moving out on my own that it would be a good idea to get some basic idea of how to fix things. Who knew how good the appliances were gong to be in the university accommodation. Having some idea how to fix basic items could only come in handy.
So I made a quick visit to the local library to find some reading material at the local library that i found to be very informative. I now felt a little more prepared.
I had to keep a close watch on the time, as graduation was at 11am and I had promised the rest of my family that I would meet them there.
When I crossed the courtyard I found my dad waiting for me. I realised that by getting out of the house early this morning I had missed his birthday celebrations, I felt a little guilty but knew he understood the importance of working on the skills that would only help me reach my goals in the future. It was time for me to graduate, the rest of my family were already inside waiting for me to receive my diploma.
I graduated from the Brittlebush Academy with honor and I was voted the Most Artistic by my class. I could have done better I am sure but I vowed to work harder at university.
When the ceremony was complete my Mum took the opportunity to present me with a gift. Something that had belong to my grandfather. I loved it.
She then spent the next hour loading me down with advice most of which I chose to forget immediately.
Dad had gotten tired waiting for Mum to finish talking and ended up napping on a nearby bench while she continued to talk.
In the end I had to interrupt her so we could all go home. The moving truck that would be taking me to university was due to arrive soon and I didn’t want to miss it.
After I had said my goodbyes it was time to go. Mum couldn’t stop herself from waving like a crazy woman while I was leaving. Somehow I don’t think that living in a dorm room will be any crazier than living here has been.
AN: I thought I would try to do this generation slightly differently than the previous generations. I’m not sure how its going to go but we shall see. 🙂
Also for everyone who reads The Young Babies I just wanted to clarify where this branch of the family fits in with the baby challenge. I just realised that Roslyn is Lucia’s great-great granddaughter, add two more greats for Lindsay. So yeah, she’s a fair way down the family tree. I sometimes forget that. My seventh generation of Young’s. 😉