At the end of September my first
born will walk out her school gates for the last time (until a brief stint in
the HSC exam rooms come Oct/Nov.) Sniff...pass the tissues please...
Remember leaving school and those mixed feelings
of sadness, uncertainty, exhilaration and new found freedom?
Some kids can’t wait to get out into
the big wide world and embrace adulthood, others would like to remain cocooned
in the familiar routines and privileges of classrooms and adolescence.
It’s a long time ago now for me
but I think I sat on the fence – loved not having to get up early, do homework
and wear a uniform but hated the lack of opportunity a poor HSC result and
geographical isolation dished out in spades.
But being a glass half full sort
of gal I got myself out of those doldrums and have survived to this very day
proving that school exam scores and report cards certainly
don’t define you.
Although I think dear old Miss
Timmins had a fair go at it in class 4.
