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From little things, big things grow
Almost twenty years ago my dad (Father John) taught his little kindergarten girl the value of a $2 coin. Each week in primary school a lady would come into my classroom to collect my little yellow Commonwealth Dollarmites bag that she’d take to the bank each week. It seemed such a small amount and I definitely could’ve taken it to the canteen instead to buy a little bag of lollies, but somehow we managed to stay consistent.
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I kept this up into my teens/adult life and my weekly deposits were ever-changing and dependant on my inconsistent artist income and student budgets, but always a minimum $2. I never touched this money until this week. This week I bought my first home.
Over the years that small habit of $2 a week grew with consistency, interest rates and an inability to touch it. Now here I am today, a HOMEOWNER. At this point, most of my adulthood so far I’ve been a student and then combined with my few working years in the arts during the pandemic, this really seems impossible. But my dad really made a difference in my life from a young age and now I own a house that in a few years will be a renovated joy! My tenants are low and behold the same people who put me on this earth – how bizarre when life comes full circle!
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I’m so grateful for this first step into the housing market and watching this principle from my youth take its full form in this 3 bedroom renovator’s dream. If I’m blessed with children of my own one day you must believe they are getting yellow savings bags and $2 coins!