It’s the end of the school year here for year 12 students. That means that over the last week or so we’ve seen quite a few teens dressed up in funny costumes out and about. BC and Bean have enjoyed seeing them from the car and BC has told me he now ‘can’t wait’ to end year 12 so he can dress up. Good motivation .
It’s taken my back TWENTY YEARS (oh my God how could it really be that long????) to my end of year 12 celebrations.
Ending year 12 was a time of very mixed emotions for me. Of course I was excited to be ending school and heading off into the big wide world. But it had also been a very tough year for me. My mum passed away in Jan of that year. My results reflected that it wasn’t really the ideal way to start the year of study! I was however fortunate enough to have some a great family and some wonderful friends who rallied around me during the year.
Despite the difficult year, I will always remember this particular day as a fantastic celebration of not only finishing school but also of me feeling strong and resilient. We had a great day, starting with chicken and champagne breakfast in a park, hanging out with the teachers in the staffroom at lunch and then wandering the streets feeling invincible in the afternoon (yes, I know – me, the invincible milk maid ). Looking back at pics of the day always makes me smile.