09/09/2010 09:09 BST | Updated 22/05/2015 06:12 BST

Diary Of A 6-Year-Old: Big Worries, Small Worries

Everybody told me when you start school you learn to read. But I've been at school ages now and I still can't read. It looks really hard and so now I'm a bit worried.

I've been thinking very hard about it. Mummy says we all have thing we worry about. Most people have lots of small worries and some people have big worries. I think I have a small worry and a big worry, so I told mummy about it.

My small worry was that I might not be able to read books on my own. If nobody is there to read to me I won't know the story. When the pictures in a book are exciting I want to know what the words say too. But my bigger worry is more important I think.

When I get to be a grown up, maybe I'll get married and have kids. They might say, "Oh, can you help me, what does that say?"
And I'll have to say "I don't know."

Then they might tell their teachers and I'll probably have to go to prison.

Mummy says I should stop worrying and I have lots of time to learn.

Anyway, I'm going to the park now and it's pancakes for supper.

I love pancakes.