Saturday, April 14, 2007

Unwanted phone calls number 2

I got a call from a recent ex pupil from my old school. She wanted to know what I could remember about my time there. I told her I did not want to remember my time there. It was not a happy time. My school days were not "the happiest time of my life". She seemed surprised and pressed me for something positive. I gave her rugby and the day I left. Of course what she was really after was money. Apparently they are raising money to bulld a new science and mathematics block. They need to raise alot of money. I told her that unfortunately the Birdwatchers name would not be on the roll call of grateful ex pupils who had made a donation. I was an ungrateful old pupil. And it was such a lovely sunny day before she phoned.


fiwa said...

Yes, wasn't school the pits?! We had a reunion recently, and no one could understand why I didn't want to go. Why would I want to go back and dredge up all those painful memories?

Don't let her call get to you. Put it aside and go out and enjoy the day. Don't give her or the school the power to ruin it for you.

Looking forward to some more pictures of the blue tits. Oddmix's comment below cracked me up.

Kim Ayres said...

One of the happiest days of my life was the day I left school. I can still recall with absoulte clarity how the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were in full bloom (even if it was really cold wet and miserable).

The Birdwatcher said...

Fiwa - You are right,best to forget it and move on.

The blue tits seem to have deserted us at the moment. I guess they found a better nest site elsewhere. We still see them flying around but not to the nest box.

I had not thought about the implications until Odd Mix mentioned it!

The Birdwatcher said...

Kim - It was the same for me. I could not wait to leave. I never understood my friends who kept on going back.