It’s a wonder that I didn’t hate school, but for all the moving around my childhood entailed, once settled in, I enjoyed school and was a good student, according to my report cards.
Chapter Eleven – Another New School
Ah yes, those younger years with all the moving around; different homes, different schools, different friends.
We’d just get nicely settled into a school, when we’d be on our way to another. I always cried, while Mary seemed to nonchalantly accept each change as it came along. We were staying with our mother between foster homes, and this time Mom literally dragged me, screaming my head off, up the steps into a new foreboding building. “I don’t wanna go in! I don’t wanna go in!” But in I went, hiccupping and sobbing.
“This is Patsy,” my mother told the principal in her finest, no nonsense, tone.
She was interrupted by a long, loud, gong……
Train a child in the way he should go…Proverbs 22:6
Tomorrow – Toe Picks – A lesson in disappointment