Measuring time: Seconds turn into years

Forth Primary School entrance sign

Yesterday, I spontaneously visited my old primary school. Don’t even ask why – but my answer would be: to take a trip down memory lane. Life doesn’t truly allow us to live in the past, it forces us to keep moving forward. We cannot glue ourselves to the 2017 calendar and we are not able to cement ourselves to the photo frame on the wall. – Well, now that I think about it….you could. BUT REMEMBER you promised to pick up Sarah’s child from school tomorrow afternoon? Oh! The 2019 diaries are also on special now because 2020 is just around the corner. Life throws responsibilities at you left, right and centre…the clock just keeps ticking.

Forth Primary School – The Kinder Deck (The deck hasn’t changed, but I wonder if the spinny wheel thing is still around?!)

We often get so caught up in life. The housework, running errands, preparing meals, going grocery shopping, signing leases, searching for jobs, going to work or catching up with a friend for a coffee date (I don’t actually drink coffee, but you get the idea). But nobody stops to think, “Hey, I think I’m going to visit my old primary school today!”

Forth Primary School – It was always a challenge to jump from one tyre to another!
Forth Primary School Oval – I can’t see any plovers there at the moment…

The truth is, for most of us, we attended primary school and it was the first major chapter of our lives. These early years were a stepping stone to high school, college and maybe even University.

In Grade 6, we sang the song “Unwritten” by Natasha Bedingfield at the leaver’s assembly and I still listen to it now. Reflecting back on one verse in the song: “I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned” …I think the song suited the occasion, celebrating the completion of primary school and another life chapter beginning (starting high school).

From learning how to tie shoe laces, complete home readers, put a suggestion in the suggestion box, climb over the rock climbing wall, attempt to stay in tune on the xylophone in the music class or trying to sneak past the teacher on lunchtime duty to check out the “out of bounds” area…I think it’s all character building and also showcases small yet significant snippets of who we are today as grown up children many years later.

About a month ago, I read a primary school report and the teacher described me as “bubbly”. The word bubbly has followed me from primary school and has been used to describe my personality today. I guess some things never change?

Have you gone back to visit your old primary school?



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