The invitation to work on a dairy farm from my best friend Vaunie was like a dream come true. We hadn’t seen each other in eighteen months and had a lot to catch up on. It was 1967 and life was different then – things were always changing. Our letters kept us informed on each other’s life but there was a lot more happening. Little did I know, that the experience of a month on Robert’s Plateau would make me grow from a naïve sixteen year old girl, into a young women. Living on the land was not what I expected - or thought it to be, and I was soon to learn some harsh realities of life . . . . . . .