Hello World,


On Sunday I made everybody happy. I spelt my name, H-A-R-R-Y. I can now do this because I go to school. Someone said, "Bright as a button!" That's silly because buttons are nothing to do with spelling. Perhaps they meant counting – I can do that, too.


My brother Jack is 1 and he can't speak yet so they don't know how clever he is. Last week, at the Jubilee Party in London, it was Jack who remembered that Grandma kept her necklaces in her teapot when we were looking for pirates' treasure. Grandma said they were only paste but that was silly, too. If they were paste they would be sticky like the stuff I use with Amy to make pictures with sparkle and paper and things.


Daddy says that learning will be one of the most important things in my life for a very long time but I prefer playing at the moment. He says that I am running this race in September because it's also very important for children everywhere in the world. And the money that people send will make a little school into a larger school so that more children can learn. Then one day they can become doctors and accountants because they work so hard  – and they won't be poor any more, or sleep on the streets.


I would quite like to be Batman when I grow up. Or just in September when I run this race and swim and things. That's because Batman has muscles and can fly through the air. When I put my Batman outfit on, I can run much faster, except it is difficult to see with my mask on.


Mummy says that we may have a problem with the bicycle ride, though. I have a scooter but I don't have a big boys bike yet – just one without pedals. She says that if we stick to our training, we may even be able to ride one in time – and if not, they can always glue me onto the seat of a bike.


I'm not sure, but I think she is joking.


My name is Harry.


And I am 3 years old.