OK guys, this is the only way i can get the bit of my english essay that i have written home cos the skl qwont let me get to my email. so here is wot i hav written so far, ignore it!
Guilt from childhood. It’s a generalisation. More specific would be justified guilt or unjustified guilt. This distinction is simply not considered in a child’s mind.
When I was very young, my sister and I used to go playing up on the hill a few blocks down from our house. That year for Christmas we had both receive micro-scooters and needless to say, we were delighted. The pavement on the three or four blocks on the way to the hill was rough and gritty, and the scooters struggled to maintain a stead path. But the wobbly journey was worth it, just these few blocks away from our house was the hill. This was not just any hill, but the hill. The concrete there was smooth and dark, glittering with tiny speaks of white shining in the sunshine like a night’s sky. The scooters tiny wheels worked wonderfully on this surface. You felt like you were flying, simply gliding over the ground.
This was a regular routine for us on sunny days. Me and my sister would wait until all the traffic had cleared and would scoot up to the very top of this hill, and we would glide down all the way to the large carpark area at the bottom. The street on the hill had a very gentle
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