When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a nurse. I even investigated the possibility of being a 'Candy Striper' at our local hospital. Except I had one problem - I was very squeamish and fainted at the sight of blood and even the smell of hospitals sometimes. Well, that wasn't going to work.
As I entered my early teenage years, I became very fond of children and babies. My sister was eleven years my junior and she was like my very own 'live' doll. I loved to dress her up, fix her hair and take her to the park. Seeing how I loved to play games and spend time with the neighborhood children, parents soon got the idea the I just might be a good babysitter and it wasn't too long before I was the most sought after sitter on the block. My experience was such that by the summer I turned sixteen, I had secured a position as nanny to five children, the oldest being seven years old. I thoroughly enjoyed the position and still remember with fondness caring for the children that summer.
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5 kids. Wow. I would never want to watch 5 kids no matter how much they paid me. You're brave!
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