Start looking around, see what you love. Pick Your Precious is for short story tellers and for long. You can take the idea of simply a photo with a few words; or, if you are a can't-stop-yourself storyteller, you can expand as much as you like. The thing to keep in mind is that at the end of the year you'll have a permanent record of the little things you hold dear - and your family will know why you are holding onto them! Doesn't that sound like it might be worth it? No more "Do you really need that?"Please join us this year. It only takes a minute and even if you only write a story or two, that will be a few more of your stories written down. I had a story planned for this month but as it takes place in August I have decided to save it for next month. Don't worry, I have another story AND a question (more on that later).
A little bit of background for you ... In Western Australia at the time of this story Primary School went from Year 1 (calendar year you turned six) to Year 7. High School began in Year 8 and finished at Year 12 (year you turned 17). Compulsory education finished at the completion of Year 10 and many smaller private schools finished there and fed into bigger High Schools that had the facilities to cope with the demands of the final two years. I attended one of those smaller private schools from year 2 until year 10. I then went on to another school for the final two years. These pictures are items that have come out of my shoe box ...
I was blessed to have some fantastic teachers during my school life. I also had the obligatory awful teachers, but they were far less in number. I had my favourite teacher twice, once in year 5 and again in year 7. Mr Mills was the first teacher to actually inspire me to put in some effort. I was one of those students who found school work easy and was often bored. He made learning fun and was born to teach. Mr Mills is now a member of parliament and is showcasing his talents in another arena. My story today doesn't begin with Mr Mills, but with another, Mr Bender.
I had always admired Mr Bender, and not just because of his formidable height of almost 7'! He was my Physical Education teacher for the last few years of Primary School. My least favourite subject was never going to put a teacher in my good books, but as we all attended the same church I already knew that I liked Mr Bender, just not the subject he taught! When I started High School Mr Bender became a large part of my school life as he also taught Social Studies and my favourite class, Media Studies. I attended a very small school and we usually had the same teachers each year for each subject.
|Assignment Year 8 - It is 26 pages long!|
|My photography folder - some of the photos are missing :(|
|We put together a newspaper at the end of our Journalism unit|
If you enjoy reading snapshots of other peoples' lives head on over to Sian and read a few more stories. They are always enjoyable :)
I also promised you a question. It has been circling around in my head for the past week and I would like to hear your opinion if you have one. At what time in our lives do you think we are ready to learn to think and formulate our own point of view? Do you think that this could be taught in Primary school (or its equivalent), or do you think it needs the maturity that comes with a certain age? Or do you think something entirely different? Is there a specific time that most of us would be open to learn independence of thought? Do you remember when, if ever, that you became a truth seeker? Please don't feel obligated to answer but I would welcome your thoughts. I am curious :)