Wednesday is my favourite day of the week for two reasons.

  1. I get to go to Taekwondo lessons with Amira
  2. After Taekwondo, I get to cook dinner with Sarah!

Wednesday is my favourite day of the week for two reasons.

  1. I get to go to Taekwondo lessons with Amira
  2. After Taekwondo, I get to cook dinner with Sarah!

Amira and I always go to taekwondo together. Amira’s mum and Sarah take it in turns to take us to Taekwondo each week.  Taekwondo class is about a ten minute walk away, so Amira’s mum and Sarah will always get us a drink and a snack on the way there.

I moved to my new school about 4 months ago now.  It was so funny the first time I went to Taekwondo and I saw Amira there too.

‘You’re from my class at school!’ Amira shrieked.  I laughed. We had so much fun in that first class, Amira showed me where everything was in the gymnasium.

The next day at school, Amira came to talk to me with an idea.  ‘Zoe, you know you go to Taekwondo too? Maybe our mums could take turns to walk us there each week. My mum is so busy on Wednesdays…she has to get a bus on a Wednesday to pick me up, then she has to run to pick my little brother up from nursery.’

‘Um… okay, I’ll ask Sarah!’ I replied.

Amira looked at me quizzically. ‘Why do you call your mum Sarah all the time? I don’t think I would be allowed to call my mum by her first name!’

I looked at my school shoes and the little stones on the playground. I could feel my tummy doing the wibbly-wobbly thing where it feels like a washing machine.  Nobody knew about foster parents at my old school either.

‘She’s not my mum. She’s Sarah’ I mumbled.

‘What do you mean?’ asked Amira, as she noisily chewed her break time cereal bar.

‘She’s Sarah, my foster carer’ I said, a bit louder.

‘Foster carer? What’s that?’ Amira stopped chewing and waited for me to explain.

“Foster carers are adults who are chosen to look after children, like me.  They are like parents really but they aren’t your real parents.  They look after you for a while, maybe a couple of weeks or maybe a couple of months, if you can’t live with your parents.  Sometimes, you change foster carers too’ I told Amira.

“Oh… so, it’s like babysitting? But for a couple of weeks? Do you ever get to see your real family?’ asked Amira.

“Yeah, I see my mum sometimes, I am visiting her soon! Some children in foster care don’t get to see their parents though’ I told Amira.  Amira finished her cereal bar off.

‘Okay. Well, why don’t you ask Sarah, and let me know so I can tell my mum?’ Amira said as she hopped off the bench.

When I got home, Sarah said yes. So that’s why Amira and I always go to Taekwondo together. We hope that we will reach black belt at the same time!