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Were You Popular At School?
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I moved around, due to my fathers postings,and got a bit of a hard time,so hardly had time to find out...
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can you all remember your uniform?
mine was a dark green blazer, grey box pleated skirt , white shirt and dark green tie with a badge representing the colour of the house you were in, same as domestic science, we made our own aprons and it had to have check gingham on the bib part, the same colour, yellow in my case
mine was a dark green blazer, grey box pleated skirt , white shirt and dark green tie with a badge representing the colour of the house you were in, same as domestic science, we made our own aprons and it had to have check gingham on the bib part, the same colour, yellow in my case
Like you poodicat I moved around as my dad was in the army - I had 5 brothers & sisters and we all had our own set of friends. I was a bit of a clown at school and didn't do as well as I should have done. As a family we did make the local papers as a family with all children at grammar school. Funnily enough looking back I did enjoy my time and despite being the fat girl I had a lot of friends and was never bullied - Perhaps it is only with hindsight that I remember enjoying it
I wasn't. I had nothing to do with the other kids in the UK and they didn't with me.
I'm 48 now and I moved schools until I was 12. My father was an airline flight engineer and we lived in various countries in Asia, Europe and the Middle East. I used to go to the English Schools where most of my schoolmates were children of local weathy Indian and Chinese families who wanted their children to have an English education. I grew up mostly amongst Indians and Chinese (it was the Chinese kids who started me smoking in Hong Kong when I was 9!)
We moved back to the UK in 1974 when I was 12 for my secondary schooling. I never fitted in. My schoolmates were jealous of my having lived abroad and of my father's occupation. They didn't like me crawling around aircraft and flying with my father every weekend when all they did was watch Tiswas! Not only that, the teachers felt uncomfortable too, especially when I could correct them about various things (the capital of Uganda is Kampala, not Entebbe!). The teachers made things very difficult for me (don't talk about 'professionals' treating all kids the same!).
I never understood British kids - how they thought, what they were doing or saying and the way they expected me to act. In the nend, I withdrew into myself, stopped talking and stopped going to school altogether when I was 14. I didn't even speak to my parents for 6 months. I spent my time by myself, usually walking in the country or along the canal. I recognise now that I'd had what would today be classed as a massive breakdown. Of course, everyone said I was 'a truant', being 'lazy', 'uncooperative' etc. No one ever said "What's wrong with this kid?"
I never fitted in with my own people and that's been the case up to today. As I never sat an exam, I was forced into business. I was lucky to be successful, despite several other times when I've disappeared from the world and come to months later. I now travel a
I'm 48 now and I moved schools until I was 12. My father was an airline flight engineer and we lived in various countries in Asia, Europe and the Middle East. I used to go to the English Schools where most of my schoolmates were children of local weathy Indian and Chinese families who wanted their children to have an English education. I grew up mostly amongst Indians and Chinese (it was the Chinese kids who started me smoking in Hong Kong when I was 9!)
We moved back to the UK in 1974 when I was 12 for my secondary schooling. I never fitted in. My schoolmates were jealous of my having lived abroad and of my father's occupation. They didn't like me crawling around aircraft and flying with my father every weekend when all they did was watch Tiswas! Not only that, the teachers felt uncomfortable too, especially when I could correct them about various things (the capital of Uganda is Kampala, not Entebbe!). The teachers made things very difficult for me (don't talk about 'professionals' treating all kids the same!).
I never understood British kids - how they thought, what they were doing or saying and the way they expected me to act. In the nend, I withdrew into myself, stopped talking and stopped going to school altogether when I was 14. I didn't even speak to my parents for 6 months. I spent my time by myself, usually walking in the country or along the canal. I recognise now that I'd had what would today be classed as a massive breakdown. Of course, everyone said I was 'a truant', being 'lazy', 'uncooperative' etc. No one ever said "What's wrong with this kid?"
I never fitted in with my own people and that's been the case up to today. As I never sat an exam, I was forced into business. I was lucky to be successful, despite several other times when I've disappeared from the world and come to months later. I now travel a
Hi ttfn,
I surprised myself there. The question just caused it all to just flow out. I usually keep quiet.
I had a hell of a time at school. I was fine abroad as it was the only time I was accepted. I never interacted with any children here though and it's been the same ever since. I go abroad now - and I'm accepted again! Especially when I make efforts to speak the local language.
Hope you are well ttfn!
I surprised myself there. The question just caused it all to just flow out. I usually keep quiet.
I had a hell of a time at school. I was fine abroad as it was the only time I was accepted. I never interacted with any children here though and it's been the same ever since. I go abroad now - and I'm accepted again! Especially when I make efforts to speak the local language.
Hope you are well ttfn!
Andrew - I never step foot outside the UK and have lived all my life In Bournemouth, so I really cant imagine living abroad. My horizon is quite narrow! Having said that I make the most of the one I can see and as we have said before it is a beautiful part of the country in which to live. Health is up and down a bit at the mo but still here to moan so I am winning thanks ♥
It's a beautiful part of the country ttfn.
Both my mother and father have relatives in Bournemouth so I have visited since childhood (we used to come home when my father had leave) and I know the area very well. My cousin has several student houses in Winton and Moordown and we housesit occasionally when a house is empty. I love Winton Road, all those little independent shops. High Streets like that have gone from my area in the Chilterns. I have an aunt who lives in Ferndown, one in Kinson and another in Boscombe so we are there often. We also go to Monkey World a lot too and we always have dinner in the carvery in Kinson before driving home. You are lucky to live in Bournemouth.
Both my mother and father have relatives in Bournemouth so I have visited since childhood (we used to come home when my father had leave) and I know the area very well. My cousin has several student houses in Winton and Moordown and we housesit occasionally when a house is empty. I love Winton Road, all those little independent shops. High Streets like that have gone from my area in the Chilterns. I have an aunt who lives in Ferndown, one in Kinson and another in Boscombe so we are there often. We also go to Monkey World a lot too and we always have dinner in the carvery in Kinson before driving home. You are lucky to live in Bournemouth.
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