Tag Archives: Memories of the Schooling Years
Speaking in Front of the Entire Student Body on Campus
Translated… I was only eleven when I ran for the office at my school. My homeroom teacher insisted on putting me as a candidate, simply because as the head of the class, she’d called me “too unsociable”. And so, I’d, … Continue reading
A Replicated Time
Bad memories that came back to haunt, translated… During the simplistic time of when kids start to learn to speak and to read and write, I was, in a very plain, countryside elementary school, spent years of being discriminated against, … Continue reading
Life, the Obstacle Course 