Or, in English: Hey! How are you doing?
Once upon a time there was a girl called Emma, who liked to write stories in third person. She was from Wales, a distant tiny land where it was always winter, even in the summer, and everybody talked like vowels had gone out of fashion.
Emma, much like Peter Pan, stoutly refused to grow up. Pictured above, ages five and twenty-two respectively. Tragically the Mickey Mouse jumper was outgrown, but bunches are forever.
Unfortunately unable to fly (although she spent many of her formative years trying very hard, leaping off the arms of sofas with her arms wind-milling, yelling “LOOK MAM I NEARLY DID IT”) she eventually resorted to mostly walking around on two legs. The exception, of course, was when there was any hill nearby that was steep enough to roll down. She spent most of her time with her head in the clouds, her nose in a book, or a pen in her hand. Any time not doing those was spent camping, hiking, hanging out with friends and family, and having as much fun as she possibly could.
Emma spent a lot of time with animals – caring for, in no particular order, sheep, goats, pigs, horses, dogs, cats, mice, rabbits, budgies, snakes, tortoises, giant African land snails, chickens, ducks, geese, turkeys, cows, (did we say sheep?) fish, a fledgling crow and the occasional frog. She had a lot of fun on her grandparent’s farm, and grew to care deeply about animals and their welfare. Her favourite thing in the world is to go walking with her two dogs, especially in the forests of Castell Coch (translation: Red Castle) which was just a few minutes’ drive from her home.
She also has a leopard gecko called Gizmo, who likes to stare deeply into people’s eyes, as if trying to compel them to his will.
Most of her holidays were spent in Wales in the coastal town of Aberystwyth. Emma loved to sail and fish there, and would spend countless hours annoying her uncle by catching fish, putting them in water to keep them alive, naming them, getting attached emotionally, before secretly throwing them back overboard when he wasn’t looking.
In time, Emma went to University to study English and creative writing, and worked a little more on her dream of becoming an author. She loved to share in the joys of imagination with others, and three years studying stories was heaven! Alas, she could not stay and do it forever. After leaving university with her degree, Emma volunteered with a youth literacy charity and ran creative writing workshops in schools and wrote several magazines. The charity ran a local summer camp program that Emma joined in with, and spent a fun few weeks playing games, dressing up, and making cakes with lots of children. Oh, and going on field trips, to places like the Hay Festival (Woo, books!)
She had so much fun there that she thought it might be cool to do it for a whole summer…in America! To her delight, she was hired by Camp Augusta to spend summer 2017 as an Office Elf and to be PaNDA clinic leader! Yay!
Emma was the most excited she had ever been, to spend the summer in such an incredible place and to meet so many new and exciting people. She is currently counting down the days to Camp Augusta, and can’t wait to meet you when she gets there!
Wela I chi!/See you later!