A few days ago, I wrote a post on the strangeness of PACEs. Now, this Monday, I am no longer a homeschooler. (Sniff.) It’s part exciting, part sad, and I admit, part worrying. What is school like? How to they teach? How much reading do you get to do, and will I have to play unpleasant sports?
My consciousness is kind of overwhelmed. Big school, lots of people…I’ve never been to a school before. At least for any other purpose than church. But it was decided that I should do it….that it would be best….
I’m still nervous.
Am I going to have enough music practise time? That’s a worry. Mum says I can do most, if not all, of it before school. Hmmm. That means I’ll have to get up early. Sigh.
Still, there will be some good parts. Drama, music, who knows, I might even stop loathing sport. And I might make some friends, social turtle though I be.
Will I like it? Will I not? I have no idea. Absolutely no idea. But I think I’ll find out pretty soon.