Why are my dreams important and what are they? Well… For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamt of being a mum and being a teacher. I’m currently working on getting into teaching – I’m studying physics at university in the hope of doing a PGCE or a PDGE as it’s known here in Scotland. I’m emailing schools, asking to do work shadowing for the month of June after my exams have all ended, as the more experience I have the more likely I am to be accepted for a course.

Being a mum may be slightly more difficult/complicated but I’ll figure it out somehow.

One of the longest running dreams of mine was finally reached in May this year. For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamed of going to Disneyland – didn’t matter to me whether it was Paris or in the USA. At the age of 20, I finally got to go and actually I’m so happy I was older when I first went. I had the energy to keep going. I watched the parades and was tall enough that it didn’t matter if the adults with their children blocked my view. I could go on all the rides I wanted to, and could sit and wait for my friends if they were on a ride I didn’t want to go on. No one could tell me not to buy too many soft toys, and when I watched the night time show, I felt the shivers down my spine. It was an incredible experience and one which will be with me for many years to come.

Ktkinnes xx