Hi There,
I went off to a state owned boys only boarding school at 11, there I was a shy, overweight (puppy fat that’s all) lad who’d just lost his Dad and stammered quite badly.
To be honest all those kids who say “school – best years of your life” – absolute rubbish, not for me the photo of happy school children is not me at all.
Blimey I was petrified – didn’t know anyone, 3 hours’ drive from home about to start living in a dormitory with loads of other boys – that’s a real wake up smell the coffee moment don’t you think?
Fatties always stick together right!! There was another lad there called Simon, bit chubby like me so we instantly bonded & he was in the same dormitory – we looked out for each other.
Boarding school was odd but you very soon worked out how to survive it & it splits into several types
The sporty type – everyone loves them NOT ME
The aggressive “fighter” – can hold their own in a punch up CERTAINLY NOT ME
The creep – always sucking up to teachers and older boys – AGAIN NOT ME
The weirdo– everyone picks on them and probably won’t be there are Xmas – FORTUNATELY NOT ME
The Joker – makes people laugh & gets left alone – YEA A BIT LIKE ME
The “Keep your head down” lad – DEFINITELY ME
But what do I take from this – you MUST find your own level and your own way to survive, no one can do that for you – get comfortable in your own skin and if you can’t get comfortable – CHANGE!
Hope this all makes sense we are what our background makes us
take the good bites and the bad and make it work for you
till next time
cheers
Tony
