Childhood Memories - #5

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To continue (Subject suggested by @JudyEv I decided to continue through high school since there were a lot of interesting things that happened. Actually I have thought of several things about my elementary school days; but that chapter is closed here on MyLot; and it's time to move on. I started my 8th grade days in junior high at a bit of a disadvantage after spending so many years in parochial school. The kids dressed differently (we had a lot of restrictions in Catholic school), they were older than I was; and they hadn't spent their junior high days in church, choir and learning about religion. The very first day in Homeroom the teacher asked how old everyone was. She started at 16 (yes, there were kids that must have flunked out several times). She asked if anyone was 13; and just about the whole room raised their hands...then she said "12". I wanted to crawl under the sink (it was a Home Economics classroom). I feebly raised my hand. This was the first time skipping a grade showed its disadvantage. I was the only non-teenager in the room. And then there was the fact that I had spent so many years attending school in ONE classroom with one nun. Now I had to go from room to room to attend classes with different teachers and go to a cafeteria for lunch instead of eating at my desk. Oh yes; and I had a locker. When I left school that afternoon, I was walking in front of the school; and 3 racky girls were behind me (you know,,,,the ones with the ratted hair, black clothing, some leather and heavy makeup)...one was stepping on the back of my shoe. She was taunting me and telling me to go to h**l. Apparently my long black coat and my white-and-black saddle shoes made me an outcast. My mother and I had to go out right away and buy me a pair of penny loafers, a couple of new outfits and a different coat. To be continued... If you want to read any of the preceding posts, search Discussions under "Childhood Memories". Photo Credit: Pixabay