Day to Day happenings in my life

School Days

Use these words in your entry: February, love, hope, and joy.

February is the hottest month here in Western Australia. It’s also the month the children return to school for the start of the new school year. I always feel so sorry for them. After seven weeks of freedom, no homework, or studying, only to have to spend weeks of temperatures in the high thirties, sitting in the classroom. I suppose they’ll all hope for a good year with great teachers.

My school years were dreadful. I started school the day I turned four and left on my fifteenth birthday. The year was 1948. Teachers back in those days were to be feared and they certainly were. There was little joy. We all sat in rows, up to forty in a class, so different to how schools are today. However there was discipline. No one dared say anything out of line to the teachers for fear of reprisals.
But my great grandchildren love school and are great learners which is wonderful. My eldest great granddaughter is in her final years at high school and wants to be a scientist, this certainly isn’t something which was available to me in those far off school years.