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Esther's 2000 home page
Esther
This is the latest update to my web site. Dad and I worked on it and uploaded it on Saturday 19 August, 2000. You can visit my original home page (1997 to 1999) where you can learn more about me and my family.

This new photo was taken by my Auntie Marg, my Dad’s sister. She’s really cool. She lent me her computer and printer so I don’t have to use Dad’s computers. Auntie Marg has a new laptop she uses instead.

This year I’m in Grade Five. Mrs Nolan is my teacher again. I’ve grown much taller this past year. I’m nearly as tall as my Mum. I’m the only one of our family who’s shorter than her now, except for Ainsley and Nadia.

I got through Grade Four last year, but my campaign to get rid of homework wasn’t completely successful. Now we only have it at weekends and special projects once a term, so at least it makes some sense.

In May last year we moved to Doncaster East, just a few minutes from our old home in Templestowe. I like it, although I miss the horses and the space and the swimming pool. Our new place is a three storey house. It’s built on a very steep hillside. My bedroom is bigger, but I don’t have a walk-in robe and toyroom like I used to have before, and it’s not next to the kitchen and family room. All the bedrooms are on the top floor.

I only have this photo (below) of our new house so far, but Dad says he’ll take more soon. It’s hard to describe. Inside it’s very light, not like our last home. That was quite dark – but nice and warm. That’s Tom, Miffy’s cat, in the driveway. My cat, Misty, is further down in front of the lavender bushes by the front door. Some of the trees are bare because it’s winter.

Our house

  
Kids from la BohemeI’ve started voice training this year, and Mum takes me to her drama classes. Graeme Ford is my teacher. He also teaches Mum. Josh and Miffy are also taking voice lessons from Graeme.

I sang in two operettas this year — I was a street urchin in La Boheme and a waitress in The Merry Widow of Blue Gum Creek, a very funny adaptation of Franz Lehar’s popular musical. Here’s a photo of me with some of the other children in La Boheme.

Dad says there’s no point trying to train his voice any more because it’s only fit to be shunted. I don’t get what he means. I think it’s meant to be a joke. Sometimes he’s weird, but he’s still my favourite Dad (especially when he orders seafood pizza for me — with Mountain Dew and Chocolate Bavarian dessert. Or when he decides to cook. He makes fabulous desserts that make Mum shudder. She says she puts on weight just looking at them.)
  
Josh/Dath MaulJosh/Darth MaulJosh is living in the downstairs family room. Mum and Dad think he’ll still be living with them when he retires. He does lots of stage make- up work now, and someone from the Victorian College for the Arts wants him to lecture there. He sometimes shaves his head for a fancy dress party and goes as Darth Maul from Star Wars. He looks just like him, and his muay tai and ballet training are perfect for the part. Here’s a couple of photos of him as Darth Maul. He’s scary – especially with his red and yellow contact lenses. He creeps me out.
   
AngusAngus, Josh’s dog, lives in the back yard and chews everything in sight. He’s wrecked a trampoline, a bath and several trees, some rugs and mats and a bunch of cans. He had to go to the animal hospital a few months ago because of all the junk he ate. My Dad says he’s the like the dog in “The Mask” when it had the mask on, except Angus is all black. This is a photo of him taken at the park at the end of our court. He’s a black Staffordshire terrier. He’s two years old. We all love him because he’s a real clown. We don’t like the smells he makes from both ends, though. Dad calls him “Foul Bowel" and "Death Breath.”
  
Ainsley 5Nadia 3Ainsley (left) and Nadia (right) are growing up fast. Ainsley will start school next year. She turned 5 in July. I turned 11 this month. Marnie often brings them over to visit Dad during the day because he loves them and he says they keep him sane. I think he just likes to stop working. They get into my room and play with all my stuff, then I get to clean up. (Well, that's how it’s supposed to be.) I love playing with my little nieces.

 
   
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