Posts Tagged ‘school uniform’

Fourteen

Eliza

A teacher training day fell on the day after Eliza’s birthday giving her the perfect opportunity for an evening birthday party at home. Seven or eight friends arrived – one girl as tall as I am. They sat and chatted in high-pitched voices, laughed, ate pizza, played with their phones, occasionally bust into song, accompanying something being played on someone’s phone. It was a great success.

Gabe

Gabe attended GCSE awards evening where he and his classmates collected their exam certificates. A local MP and school alumna gave the address. Gabe received a faculty award. It could only have been more unlikely had it been Food Tech. It turned out that the boy who lies around for hour after hour, shirks exercise and has left his GCSE courses much less fit than he started, won the PE award.

Robin

Robin, following Gabe’s lead, returns from school and keeps wearing his school uniform through the evening. Even when we’re going out, as we did tonight to Eliza’s gymnastics competition, he chooses to keep on his blazer, tie and trousers. When finally, it’s time to get ready for bed, the blazer comes off and is tossed to the floor. L & I are trying, without much impact, to instil in him the habit of removing his blazer and hanging it up.

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Crazy hair/own clothes day

The country’s co-ordinated day of giving to the less fortunate finds expression at our schools with relaxation, at a price, in uniform rules.

Robin

The infant school encouraged its pupils to come with crazy hair. The boys entered more fully into the spirit with coloured hair and gel shaped mohawks quite common.

Robin’s hair-do was unique. Its style mimicked the Prodigy. Eliza and L jointly made 16 little ponytails across his head. Passers-by stared on the walk to school and his classmates told each other to look at Robin in the playground.

Eliza

Eliza was allowed to wear her own clothes to school. A red dress and sparkly tights were striking. She carried her uniform in a bag for that evening she was taking part in a contest as part of the school orchestra and recorder group. Both outfits won, although the opposition was thin.

Gabe

Own clothes meant anxiety for Gabe that he may wear something that would make him distinctive. He worked his mobile hard before leaving for school. A text came in saying that one friend wasn’t wearing chinos. The permission to wear a hoodie wasn’t clarified definitively, but he took the chance anyway.

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