Over at the wonderful Kelly’s Korner, each Friday she runs a Blog Carnival called ‘Show Us Your Life’. I *love* it and love seeing so much about my fellow bloggers and their lives – thanks so much for thinking of it, Kelly! Over the summer most of them have been wedding based, and as (to quote a couthy auld Forres wifie) “no man has yet had the honour!”, I have been unable to play, but have so enjoyed the posts of others. Then it was baby showers….a tradition I am now determined to bring to these shores…
This week, however, it’s school photos (how perfect as I go back to school full time tomorrow!). So I have combed the family album to find some pics to share with you. I hope they raise a smile!
My very first day at school! Applegrove was my first of six primary schools (yes, 6 schools in 6 years. Spot the military brat, anyone?), and I was nervous but so very very excited also! I also love my rocking red shoes – they were the bane of my mother’s life. Y’see, the note home said we could have black, brown, navy or RED shoes. Guess which junior fashionista dragged her mummy round loads of stores to find the only red shoes in Moray?
Not strictly a school photo, but as there was a deficit of school photos (more on that later!), I thought I’d chuck in my Guiding photos. I was an active child (some would say hyperactive!), so my enterprising mummy enrolled me in every activity going. I adored being a brownie and a guide…so much so that in the New Year I want to become a brownie leader. Such a great thing for wee girls!
Over in Germany, heading off for what I think is Year 4, at Barnes Wallis First School. I wound up doing Year 4 twice and never did Year 3…The school moved me up a year, which is pretty unusual for a British school. Then they got cold feet (I would have gone up to Middle School a year young) and made me do the year again (my grades were not a factor, just my age!). So brilliantly for someone who spent the last 4 years of my life teaching Year 3…I never did Year 3!
This is a rare pic of me from my time away at boarding school. I went to a state boarding school (so a government school with a boarding arm to it) for five years, and it was an experience, to say the least. A whole other post sometime, mayhap? Anyways, it was the place where I really learned how much I love to sing – here I am in my full choirgirl garb, in Year 7.
Year 9. Not in school uniform, but I included this pic for one tiny detail (no, not the cat, although he is gorgeous, no?). That little yellow sticker was my WelMet badge. They are a company that take your kiddie to and from school and the airport for you when holiday time arrives. So here I’m either about to leave…or just home!
My last two years of school (S5 and S6), I chose to leave my boarding school (with genius timing, as it would turn out), and attended the local high school. Going from a school of 300 to 1400 was a leap of sorts! I’m so glad I did though. I made some good friends, got some good grades, and chose a university closer to home. But best of all, I got to know my awesome siblings better! I went away to school when Sian was 6 and Peter was 4….if I’d stayed on at boarding school until I was 18 I would never have had the chance to get to know them in all their glory. The two years we all lived at home made us as close (and as silly!) as we are.
So there you go! Hope you liked the visual tour!
PS Nothing whatsoever to do with school pics, but while I was hunting I found this picture of Sian and I. It always makes me smile…I love being a big sister!