A blogging friend sent me a challenge to post a picture with a story every day for five days. She felt I was ‘facing a sea change’ which is true as I am indeed facing new beginnings on many fronts. I have faced new beginnings and challenges before. I decided that I would rise to this writing challenge by making it a theme of my new beginnings and looking back at those times of change in my life.
The first big change in my life was starting school. It was that first scary step away from my parents as it meant that I would now be without them for six hours a day, five days a week. Nevertheless, the years from age five to age seventeen – which represent my school years – were a very stable period in my life.
- I lived in the same home in the same town. It was my stability.
- I had my family of my mother, my father, my elder sister and my two younger brothers. They were my core level of support and sense of security.
- I was part of a huge extended family. The people within that extended family were all very close. My grandparents and four sets of my aunts and uncles lived in the same area and we spent much time with them every week. Four others sets of aunts and uncles lived not too far away and we also saw them regularly, several times a year. I have many happy memories of the family gatherings and holidays with my sisters, brothers, parents, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. I grew up with this huge level of support for me, in whatever I did, and whatever happened in my life.
- There was school and its extra-curricular activities such as sport, music, school plays, debating teams and speech nights. It was at school I formed friendships, learned to form my own opinions and became my own identity.
- I grew up in a small community where everyone knew everyone else. My father was the editor of the local newspaper. He knew everyone of any significance and also all the ordinary people of the town who simple enjoyed being themselves. My parents were heavily involved in community organizations. Everybody in the town knew my family and therefore they all knew who I was. I was encouraged into community life by my parents. I went to church every Sunday and I was in the church choir. During the week, after school, I went to a friend’s place on Mondays, Girl Guides Tuesdays, choir practice Thursdays, girl’s society every Friday. Tennis was all day Saturday.
Life was very busy, yet predictable and therefore stable, in its gentle weekly cycle of family, school and community groups. It is interesting that although those weeks were stable, the years themselves were full of change. In fact every year was a change from the last with each new school year marking the fact that I was one year older. Each February, there would be new beginnings of a new class, a new teacher or teachers, and sometimes new friends. Yet, even those changes became part of the predictable pattern of the annual rhythm of life. I learned to accommodate and expect that annual cycle of change. That is because underneath those annual changes life was stable with the strength of my home, my family, my extended family, my community, and the strong values instilled in me by my parents and grand-parents.
This post is part # 1 of a series of a writing challenge sent to me by Catherine of catterel with the following guideline:
“Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.”
This first post represents the first of my ‘new beginnings’ – starting school. The photo is a photo of the classroom that was mine in my second year of school when I was six years old. That classroom still stands today.
Today I nominate Robin who always reads and comments on my posts and has been a supportive blogging friend for me.
I’m looking forward to seeing what you share with us Elizabeth!
This original story around your school and family is so touching…. Because I see what a long way you have come from it.
Yes, those days seem such a long time ago … and yet the values learned are still within me.
I have been back there recently as well, in the caring for my mother, as she lived in the town I grew up in and she was the centre of many family gatherings, even in her declining health.
I love how family was so close for you Elizabeth. Can’t wait to read your next posts! ❤
Yes, family has always been very close.
So glad you have decided to accept my challenge. This is a lovely glimpse into your early life – that stable family is so important, you were blessed to have it.
It has got me writing again … I was in a bit of a hole. Thanks for the challenge!
Elizabeth, this is a great challenge and an effective exercise in developing your writing chops. I look forward to reading more. 🙂
It is definitely a challenge for me to write five days in a row … although already I need a three day interlude as I have received an invitation form my son to spend a few days away.
Well, I wouldn’t be able to say no to that. ☺️
I love the way you have written this.
Thanks … it has been two weeks in draft form in my head!
Those days seem so long ago, and yet it is as if they were yesterday.
It was a strange way for me to start with more recent years and work my way backwards. . . It was like a great book which starts out in the end and then explains how the person became who she is today.
I enjoyed reading about your school experiences. So glad you had a big, extended family.
One or two elements of this stage of your life are similar, Elizabeth. I had a stable home life, two brothers but I was oldest, you were second oldest. I liked my aunt and uncle’s house with 3 girl cousind. Every holiday either had time spent with them or at grandparents’ house.
I believe our childhood life can be a strong force or “core” which made us resilient, Elizabeth. This is a true blessing for us both.
Not only were our solid childhood foundations similar but our choices of extracurricular activities overlap. I learned debate, was in speech, drama and Girl Scouts. 🙂
I am so glad to hear that your childhood was happy. You are SO correct that it can leave foundations of a strong core within us. Yes, it seems we share many aspects.
Those were the days … remember that song?
I liked this song which is fun, since it is repetitive, Elizabeth.
I responded on your 5th post that I did not notice your naming me for the Challenge. I am honored with what you said and wish I could walk up to you and embrace you in a sisterly hug. Maybe I will try this in the winter. . .
I am so impressed with your posting your July goals. 🙂 ♡♡ You go, girlfriend!
Yes, I too would love to meet one day.
Maybe it will happen one day.
Where exactly do you live?