The next decade....what's in store?
Musings of a yamfooted traveller still trying to shake off those last 20 pounds as she treks across the Caribbean
I think I am more excited for her, because she is going to boarding school in the country. I think I would have enjoyed boarding school.
I think I will time a trip to Jamaica to ensure I can be included in the drive to drop her off at her new school.
By the way you old people on here......
...do you remember when you took Common Entrance and what you felt when you got your results?
I think I found out before the school got it (you know....somebody knew somebody, who knew somebody that knew somebody blah blah blah). I was very cocky about the exam. When it came to picking schools to put on the form, I only put St Hugh's and didn't care what the parents put as second, because I knew that was not going to be under consideration!
I even thought I would have got a Scholarship! Well it wasn't far fetched. I had come first in my primary school class for three consecutive years. Of course, I went to school downtown, so maybe the standard wasn't very high! I remember a girl in first form at high school - she who got a scholarship - laughing at me with disdain when I told her I thought I would get a scholarship. She who is now living somewhere in Europe, was the one who emailed me when I tried to make contact with her, and said "I just don't think we have anything in common any more."
Anyway, what was the waiting for Common Entrance results like for you? And how did you feel when you got the results?
Posted by yamfoot at June 17, 2007 09:52 PMWell, unlike you, I had to go to my father's alma mater, so St. Hugh's had to be my second choice. My brothers before me had managed to escape that fate. Also, just when I wanted to celebrate passing Common Entrance, my father announced that Common Entrance was only the beginning. That was true, but it really was bad news for me at the time. I was thinking that somehow I had "arrived."
Anyway, all's well that ends well. I had fun at XLCR, and I did get to St. Hugh's later.
Posted by: Carol Laz at June 9, 2007 09:29 AMWow, that girl is cold man.
Posted by: Gela at June 9, 2007 11:31 AMdwl at the 'nothing in common' comment.
Now that's some brutal honesty if I've ever seen it.
Oh yes I remember the excitement when I passed common entrance and found out I was going to go to the top school in my parish!
Posted by: Stunner at June 10, 2007 01:44 PMI can't even remember much about the waiting. I don't think there was any appreciable anxiety about passing; i just think it was a question of whether I would get a scholarship or not. Not getting a scholarship was seen as pretty much akin to failing at my prep school, given my pre-exam performance. I remember the Friday afternoon when my mother told me I had passed AND got the scholarship!! That was pretty exciting, topped only by her confirming that I had scored the highest in the island that year AND that my best friends from prep school were also going to the same school with me. That was a high point in life then. Bwoy, life was so simple back then...:-)
Posted by: Patch at June 11, 2007 04:06 PMoh stop gloating!
Posted by: Michelle at June 11, 2007 11:32 PMI was in foreign when my results came out - I remember sitting by the phone for most of the day waiting on someone to call me. And then... relief. Got to my first choice school - although no scholarships for me!
Posted by: Kingston Girl at June 12, 2007 11:41 AMMy belly hurting me thinking about this time next year when it will my daughter's turn ! Congrats to your niece!
(Why boarding school ?????)
Oh yeah, I remember the day I found out. Continuing a family tradition as a Georgian. ST.G.C.!!! I'm sure there was anxiety in there somewhere but hey, I passed, name in the papers and all.
Posted by: Scratchie at June 14, 2007 08:57 AMCongratulations to the niece.
Posted by: scratchie at June 14, 2007 01:48 PMKelly, boarding school for all the discipline and structure it can provide, and the lady like training which all the girls who graduate from there carry through to the work place.
She doesn't yet know how good this will be for her.
Posted by: Yamfoot at June 14, 2007 03:00 PMWell,I failed the first time. Then we were living in St Lucia so my ten year old self was quite distraught. Fast forward one year to St Vincent where I did so well that I went to the best girls school in the land. Still remains my happiest moment. If I could bottle that feeling I'd be miles high
Posted by: kami at June 15, 2007 10:08 AMI had two brothers who had gone to high school and had fallen into "bad" company and become quasi dreads, herbalists and what not. They had gone to St.Georges College, so when I went to do Common Entrance, my Dad wrote Campion College for first choice. For second choice he wrote, "Definitely not St. Georges College". I guess I didn't pass well, or they Ministry of Education wanted to spite us or something because guess where I passed for: Nuh St. Georges College! There was a minor hullabaloo as my Dad tried to get me transferred to Campion. I was for the transfer at first, because Campion had gone Co-Ed., but by second form, I had come to love STGC, even despite some major foolishness that went on.
Posted by: Mad Bull at June 16, 2007 12:05 AMWell, at least in those days we got our names in the papers without having to get a scholarship!
Posted by: gela at June 17, 2007 10:01 PMSTGC good and true... gallant the boys of the white blue!!
First choice... only choice...
Maintained the family tradition. Was never any doubt. Was never nervous before, during or after the Common Entrance.. No scholarship though, but never matter, I bled STGC blue before it became Windies Maroon red!!
Congrats to the niece
Posted by: googly1961 at June 18, 2007 10:16 PMI had a similar experience with someone who was selective about whom she remembered from high school.
She is friends with me, but when I tried to involve her by email only in news of the school she said - and I paraphrase "...not interested in persons who I do not remember nor have anything in common with."
I wonder if we are referring to the same person?!!!
So it go.
Best to Shari. Hampton old girls all seem to appreciate their time spend there.
Posted by: Galliwasp at June 20, 2007 02:00 PM