My story of education can be broken
into three. Part one, primary and high school; part two Life Education, and
part three tertiary education.
Me, just before I started school in Gladstone
Primary school nothing much of
note. High school, hmmm well where do I begin and how much pain do I share? My
parents moved to Gladstone
Apparently I was different. My
elder sister was/is the beautiful popular girl, with blue eyes, long blonde
hair and even longer legs. Everyone adored her. My little sister was in primary
school, and solved her dislike of school by simply going home everyday. What
was also in her favour was she was great at sport and super intelligent.
There was physical and verbal
bullying, always from girls. When will girls (women) learn to be nice to each
other? Interestingly, I got called a slut. I was still a virgin, but because my elder
sister and I had fake IDs and would sneak into the Shangrila Night Club I got this label. I was
called weird and picked on for being different.
Eventually I had a group of
friends? But there was always a sense of separation. I would not call us close,
and when I left Gladstone
There was worse that happened, but
this is all I choose to share as I do not want to go into the negatives too much. What is positive about this life experience, is that it taught me, weird, different, the same,
it does not matter. What does matter is to accept who you are. Those girls may
have made my life hell in High School; however it has allowed me to make my own
life choices, and not to follow popular opinions.
I finished high school and the very
next day I moved from Gladstone Brisbane
