Life in sixth form
4pm on Saturday afternoon; the nerves finally started to kick in. will people of changed? Who’s in my study? What will the new people like? Will the work be overpowering?
I could only imagine what some of the new people must have been feeling, if someone who’s been here their life was this nervous.
When 6pm came, anticipation starts to take over from the nerves with a dash of excitement. The journey to school; felt longer than necessary, silent, although my mother starts the small talk in an attempt to take my mind of things.
Once in the famous day common room, one more time, dingy and cold, memories start to flood back. A friend runs towards me, we hug, scream, laugh, then, out of the corner of my eye, I see a very nervous girl standing on her own. As we approach and introduce ourselves I can only imagine what she must be feeling. No friends, alone, scared, whilst being dropped into this environment at the deep end.
The next three hours came as a complete bur, a rush. Meetings, greetings, stories from summer. Come 9pm I’m exhausted, but oddly cannot wait for what tomorrow will bring.
8am a huddle outside the pigeon hole, wondering what’s going on. “Who’s in your study?” and “I’m in the academic village” was all I could make out. The study grid had been stuck up, “one last mad rush of excitement, then the hard work must begin” said Jane Webster….. Another school day…..
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