First Memories of Primary School

I can’t remember too far back in my life, but it feels like my consciousness started when I reached primary school, perhaps in year 5 or 6…I remember a few things about primary school, the playground and the plant sales, which I never bought anything from, and the netball shoot and the view across the field onto the high rise buildings of which one I knew was my mummy’s work place…she always used to say to me that she could see me from her office window…almost sounds scary, but I think she used to say it to make me feel like she was always there, probably because she felt guilty that she couldn’t physically be there to pick me up from school or to spend time with me in the evenings with work and her ACCA course in the evenings…she ended up failing her course because I kept disturbing her by going and sitting with her and chatting rubbish. I have to say, I feel a bit guilty now, but I had no idea I was getting in the way of her studies…and she was so sweet she never let me know it either…it’s self sacrifices like that that make a child love their parents more…

So in class I used to sit on a table of six, me and cherishe on one side, Nicholas and Paul on the other side and then leanne and faye blinco on the other side…I used to fancy paul so much, but for some weird reason I have a memory of kicking Nicholas under the table to hurt him over and over again!! Lol, what was that about! In the playground I used to hang out with cherishe…by the time I got to year 5, I used to find a ‘safe’ friend. One I knew would always be there, mainly cos she was such a geek…the other girls like Danielle and Faye Clark, Leah and Laura were all too popular and difficult to keep up with…

I enjoyed the playground a lot, mummy used to buy me the latest gear like the skip-it…which everyone was jealous to see that I had…and then I was good at skipping and enjoyed netball although i was always on the reserve bench!

Assembly was always nice, I used to love singing the Christian hymns sitting on the floor, but I always remember how the assembly hall floor was sooo dusty and gross, I used to look at the growing dust in the corners because I always used to be the first one in to the hall from my class, hence always sitting nearest to the wall…I remember there was this little sikh boy with a turban that used to fancy me, and he would make sure that he ws always sitting behind me…it was a bit of an ego boost even at that age…but my eyes were on a certain boy called Davinder…for some reason I thought that by taking part in the school talent contest, I would impress him some how…but that was sooo weird…I basically rapped the whole of the intro to the Fresh Prince of Bel Air while standing on one spot infront of the whole school…and no I didn’t win!

First memories of primary school are really nice to reflect back on.