Went back to my secondary school in England as a guest speaker today. The garden, the corridors, the laboratories, the classrooms, the houses, the chapel, the swimming pool, the gym, the tennis courts, the swings and the trees...
Suddenly all my memories were back.
As if I were a teen again.
I don’t remember being punished at home at all when I was a teen. The only punishment my best friend and I got at school was a really bad one though. We had to spend one week in the laundry room after school to help the house staff fold hundreds of shirts that they had ironed —- more than the total number of shirts that I’ll fold in the rest of my life I’m sure.
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