Third week back in school
and yep we're still doing work. I've finished one book for English which makes
me so happy. On Beauty by Zadie Smith is a great book and the way Smith writes
is unlike any author I have ever read. She is able to present the emotions of
multiple characters with equal depth all the while maintaining a great
storyline. I was pretty distraught after finishing the book, not because it was
sad but because I wasn't reading it anymore; it was over, no sequel, no movie,
just over. If you've ever become completely engrossed in a TV series or movie
you'll understand the horrible emptiness of knowing that it's over. But I'll
find another book to become obsessed with soon.
Now back to school.
School has been full of
group presentations- History is all about America pre Civil War, I'm in the
American South group focusing on the economic and social developments up to the
18th century. In English we are working on presentations for both the prose and
poetry lessons. For prose we're looking at House of Spirits by Isabel Allende
and Victoria by Knut Hamsun, and our poetry ranges from Pablo Neruda to Simon
Armitage. For both sections we get to select a song of our choice that best
encapsulates our given extract or poem, which has been very fun so far.
Head Girl duties have also
begun to kick in, we have been working on establishing what we want to
represent and be advocates for (I say we because we have two head girls at my
school) and also planning for and being part of different school events. I
reckon my organisational skills will improve tremendously having this role, and
that was not just a pretty comment for UCAS, that is a genuine life achievement
for me considering that I have spent 5 years getting made fun of for having a
bottomless pit of a bag and losing my phone every day. It's really exciting to
have this role and represent my school community and still be my normal goofy
self.
On the topic of goofiness we
had our Year 6 Transition Evening a few days ago and I decided that it would be
appropriate to put my hair up in two buns, like a life size Minnie Mouse
despite supposing to represent this cool older girl to all the Year 6s. Instead
it was more I never really left primary school, I’m 17 and still consider being
Minnie Mouse as a possible career option. Meeting all the Year 6s, however, was
an amazing and bizarre experience. It was like a flashback to being the nervous
but over-confident Year 6, who was determined to make friends and be amazing. (Making
friends, I managed, being amazing, still a work in progress). I got to talk to
the Year 6s,and find out what they were looking forward to and what they were
nervous about and it was beautiful to have the chance to be a part of, albeit a
little part, in their progression into
secondary school.
As I'm going to be making
the transition to University next year, it's amazing to see that the fears are
still the same as the Year 6s. Will I cope? Will I make friends? Will I get
lost? Will I survive this alien place? There is a whole load of progression
made between ages 11-17 (apart from hairstyle choices maybe) and in seeing the
Year 6s bubbling with enthusiasm about this new journey they are about to
embark on makes me think, you know what maybe just maybe everything is going to be ok.
How has your time back in school been so far? Are you getting nervous about University, or are you the complete opposite? Feel free to comment below :)
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