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    Remember Remember
    Remember Remember
    Remember Remember
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    Remember Remember

    By Sue Whitaker

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    "I really wasn't sure what to expect from this book- but it really leaves an impression. It's a very short book but would be a really powerful tool for senior schools to cover firework safety and bullying in general. A young girls life is changed forever by the really stupid criminal actions of a young lad. Carla enjoys her life as a young 14 year old girl , enjoying make up and hair and shopping. The very traumatic events following Bonfire Night are vividly described and make you very involved with the after effects and hoping that things will improve for the girl. She encounters medical people and counsellors who try to help her through the immediate period following the trauma and although she can't comprehend how life can go on, provide her with the tools to forge ahead and try to find the positives in a new life. It shares support from unexpected quarters which show the value of kindness making the biggest diference you can imagine in coping with an unimaginable existence- but also in the strength that you can find from deep within. Life, although dramaticaly altered, does go on- and the outlook you had before will be changed forever. But your experiences can make you instrumental in helping someone else through the darkest, bleakest times. The book explores how a stupid, thoughtless action can change lives forever- as family members share in your pain and fears for the future. If this book can make just one person stop and think about fireworks being personal hand grenades in the wrong hands and encourage maybe the sale of fireworks to be limited to public displays only, it will be a wonderful outcome. I was supplied with a copy of the book by ETA Books in exchange for a review. You can buy a copy here http://etawebstore.com/teen-books/rem... This made me keen to search out more work by Sue Whitaker and although this one is aimed at the YA market I feel it has a widereaching appeal. It's a painful read but really draws you in, turning the pages." - Kim Feasey, 5/5 stars.

    "I absolutely loved this book. I found Carla's journey both heart rending and inspiring. Without seeming cheesy, everyone regardless of age can learn something from this young girls journey."- Cauline Thomas- Brown, 5/5 stars/

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherETA Publishing House
    Release dateApr 19, 2017
    ISBN9781907978128
    Remember Remember
    Author

    Sue Whitaker

    Sue admits to being a ‘big kid’ herself and likes nothing more than walking in the rain and splashing in puddles (if no one is looking). The inspiration for most of her writing come from spending time in the North York Moors. The region where both her 'And Other Tales' short stories and the ‘And Jake Makes Three’ series of books are set. Sue is passionate about animal welfare and conservation to protect natural habitats. Her writing is compared to best selling author's such as Enid Blyton and Jeffrey Archer to name a few.

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      Remember Remember - Sue Whitaker

      Chapter One

      It had been such a normal day, so normal in fact that I can’t remember anything about it. I suppose that I would have done the same things that I do every day. I would have struggled to get out of bed when the alarm had gone off. I would have spent ages getting my hair and make-up just right, and then I would have rushed out of the house with no time for any breakfast.

      As always I would have met up with the gang at Macaulay’s for a quick milkshake before we all headed off towards school together, and we would have laughed and giggled all the way there, probably making fun of anyone who didn’t have the same ideas about fashion as we had. If we thought that someone didn’t look cool we let them know about it in the only way we knew how. We had a bag full of sarcastic comments, unpleasant looks and mocking phrases that we often used on people who we didn’t like the look of.

      How cruel we were, but I never saw it at the time. I simply wanted to fit in, and I guess that I would have done just about anything to keep in with the gang.

      At school that morning there would have been the usual pushing and shoving in front of the mirrors in the girl’s toilets, and of course there would have been the ritual of swapping and borrowing of each other’s make-up. The last minute adjustments to our hair and uniforms would have been done just as the bell rang out, and we would have all been annoyed that we had missed out on the chance to show off in front of the boys.

      Every school day started this way, as if we had been programmed like robots.

      Although I can’t recall that day at school, I can remember that before I left the house that evening, I had an argument with my Mum about doing my homework. It was only some coursework that I had to finish, and I had until the end of the week to hand it in to my English teacher, Miss Reynolds, so it was no big deal really. I don’t know why my Mum had got so steamed up about it. She knew that it was Bonfire Night; she knew that I always went out. Did she think that I would miss all of the excitement just to finish the stupid coursework?

      I still have difficulty trying to remember little details of that night. It’s like trying to remember the words to a song that refuse to jump into your brain, and it’s so frustrating because you know that you know them.

      I do remember fretting about what I was wearing though; for some reason I didn’t feel or look quite right. My light-coloured top hung down too low beneath my favourite hooded jacket, and the look had not been a good one.

      My dark blonde hair which usually tied up at the back of my head quite nicely would not go where I wanted it to, and I had considered hiding the whole lot under a woolly hat, but everyone would have laughed at me for sure. In the end I remember going for the windswept look, like the girl on the T.V. advert for hairspray.

      Even though it would be dark outside and the weather was cold and miserable, a girl had to look her best; after all you never know who you might meet do you?

      Even though I was eager to meet up with my friends at Macaulay’s, on the corner of Fourth and Fifth Avenue, where we always met up, messing with my hair for so long meant that I was running late, as usual. I

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