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The good old days

The good old days

As my maturity manifests I wander back in my mind to the good old days of childhood that my memory can find..my endless hours at school, sat chatting in the class..Oh if I had only tried harder but then I was just a young lass..

Tho I didn’t dislike school, English language was my best along with art and music.. I wasn’t that bothered about the rest..I guess l muddled on through, without a care in the world, then how was I to know what destiny would unfurled..looking back I realise that I talked too much, I had alot of chums so we nattered as such

Could I have been a scientist ?well probably not..but then again I wasn’t ignorant when I was put on the spot.. just above averave in my exams at school, tho in English language I would say I was no fool..so perhap’s I could have become a teacher learning kids the A..B..C’s.. or giving lessons on nature with the birds and bees

Alas I didn’t go to college to further my education but back in those days of old no one had heard of graduation.. well not where I lived in my home town.. graduation meant a hill going up and down..so after serving stints as a waitress in our local cafes and hotels, I took a job at sixteen in Pringle’s factory making knitwear that sells.. those good old days were great, I would not change a thing as I look to my future wondering what fate will bring

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Cherie Leigh

Hi Jill...It is so easy to look back in life with retrospect and see the good and the achievements that become our own to claim...and there may be regrets for the things we did not try ....but there is always a sense of ownership for what qualities we possess that are our own that make up our lives....Great write. xo   

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Jill Tait

Well thisuns exactly how it was lol xxx flaws & all haha Thank you Cherie hunnybun 💕💕💕

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A Lonely Journey

Jillian, 
Wonderful write, my friend, although I can't imagine you talking too much! LOL. You only write a poem every eleventeen seconds(I wasn't good at math, either, that's why I got into accounting. 
I do like Pringles potato chips, though, but did not know they made knitwear! Was it made from chips? I bet the shirts were delicious. 

OK, I see you in there! You're the one sitting on the far right as you're looking at the picture...no, wait, that's Mr. Feltschlepper, the school principal...you're right in the middle of the people sitting on the chairs, five in from the left, and five in from the right. Correct? 

M. 

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Jill Tait

Awww almost but nope xx thats my friend lol tho all my friends haha xx

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Jill Tait

Thank you my friend but guess again xxx

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A Lonely Journey

If it's the one right next to her(left, as looking at the picture), I'm going to strangle myself, because that was my first guess. 
Do I have to strangle me? 
M. 

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Jill Tait

Yes so fourth from right next to her xxx you did very well Matthew xxx❤️❤️❤️💙💙💙

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