When I was nine, I remember reading a story on the front of my Dads newspaper about a nine year old girl ( somewhere in Africa, I think ) who had just had a baby!
I was terrified, I kept thinking, that could be me, I'm nine.
I thought babies just happened to you , like measles or chicken pox.
It worried me so much that Mum sat me down and ve me the birds and bees talk, and a book to read........what a relief. X