We all have our ideas how the world should run. We think we know what’s best, what’s good, and what will work. If only everyone would follow our advice, the world would be a paradise.
When I was twelve, my parents thought it best I go to a new school for my last year at primary school. That school was a feeder school to the secondary school they planned to send me.
*[Photo 1: Full of hope of a new adventure © M.E. Trudinger 1975]
‘You’ll make some friends who’ll be there for you when you go to high school,’ they said.
Good intentions; a sound plan for transition…
Their plans just didn’t work out as they intended.
Two weeks into first term at that new school, I realised I’d connected with nobody. The girls in my class had formed their tight-knit friendship groups way back in Year 1, so I had no friend-prospects.
At recess, I sat alone Indian-style on the grass under a tree. Never mind, I thought, my books are my friends. I’ll read out the year. I opened my latest novel. Besides, I have plenty of friends outside of this school.
For the next few days nobody and my books kept me company at recess and lunch. What better way of dealing with loneliness of an hour by entering another world and the characters there. No different from the previous year at my old school when I ignored my friends in preference to researching dinosaurs and aliens in outer space.
[Continued on Tru-Kling Creations…]
© Lee-Anne Marie Kling 2016; updated 2022
*Feature Photo: Alone, in Japan © Lee-Anne Marie Kling 1985
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