When I was born I had a left foot half the size of an ordinary foot. It had little tiny toes like miniature footballs. I had often wondered why I had two different size feet but mum always replied, “It is because I am so special.” Because of my different sized feet we had to buy two pairs of shoes.

My mum, who is called Jacinta, Cinta for short, found out by watching a television programme that it is possible to make a fake left foot the same size as my other, right foot. My small foot will fit inside it.

We went to Exeter, which is the nearest place they would do it. We also had to take someone who is the same shoe size as me. So we took my friend William Brenchley who is someone in my class, we needed his left toes to make a mould.

William and I were doing a jigsaw puzzle in the waiting room in Exeter then finally Steve, the expert for false limbs, called us in.

William, Mum and I went into a little room along with Steve, Steve was talking for ages describing what would happen. We had to have a mould taken, and decide on the best colour to match my skin.

William had a mould taken of his left foot first. What Steve did was mix a few drops of some yellow hardener stuff into the silicon. After that Steve poured the silicon into a bowl. The bowl looked like a big silver dog’s bowl. William put his foot in the bowl, whichhad a cup of silicon in it and another cup of silicon was poured over his foot, completely covering it. William said it was like putting his foot in a bath filled with cold custard.

Then it was my turn, I was excited and frightened at the same time. It was very relaxing when the silicon was drying, which only took a few minutes. Steve explained to me that it would take three to four weeks to make my new foot then I would have it fitted. As Steve was getting my foot out of the dried silicon my foot got stuck! Steve had forgotten to rub the baby oil onto my foot. After a tiring few minutes of trying to get my foot out - Aah! My foot had wriggled free, it was a miracle - William, Mum and I said goodbye and thank you and we left and had a McDonald’s.

We were on our way home and William started to feel travelsick. BLLGGHH William was sick out of the window and there went his Happy Meal.

My rubber foot, a combination of William’s toes and my heels fitted perfectly. It took a bit of getting used to and the first thing we bought was a pair of daps the left and right the same size like everyone else in my class.

Mum watching the programme changed my life FOR EVER!

Now I am ten and I still have a rubber foot and I am fitted with a new one every six months. I will have to have an operation when my feet stop growing when I am fourteen, but I will have two left feet for ever.