Inspired by Leigh Ward-Smith’s entertaining post Six-Word Stories: On School, I’m going to share with you twenty-one six-word memories of the girls-only boarding school I attended. Why twenty-one? Because that’s my age … hah, hah, I wish. You won’t see me cross my heart and hope to die on that score.
All girls school torture for tomboys.
School tuck box. Lemon sherbets. Toffees.
Not on diet. Pudding third helpings.
Playing vinyl records on portable player.
Terror of lacrosse and hockey sticks.
Sadistic sports teachers with hairy legs.
Sent out of chapel for giggling.
Bogey up French teacher’s nose distracts.
English teacher sings Joan Baez songs.
Art class. Life drawing resembles Queen.
Swearing. Mouth washed out with soap.
Performance nerves. Messes up school concert.
Headache, tears of frustration over algebra.
Slide rules. No calculators. Mental arithmetic.
Writing science fiction instead of studying.
Midnight. Reading banned books by torchlight.
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