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