Como alguém sobrevive aos seus dias de escola?

H ow does anyone survive their schooldays? I mean, nearly everyone does, obviously, 7️⃣ but that doesn't mean it shouldn't count as one of life's great achievements. The happiest days of your life? For 7️⃣ some of us, maybe. For a few others, the worst of days. But for everyone, in their own way, they 7️⃣ are as challenging as anything adult life throws at you. I base this view on my own schooldays, my children's, 7️⃣ their friends', and the children of my friends. In nearly every case, the kids involved have been just fine, they've 7️⃣ done well, but I can't help feeling these successes are achieved against all odds.

O primeiro dia de escola

Day one is 7️⃣ monumental enough. My mummy dropped me off and left me with a bunch of children I didn't know, and a 7️⃣ nice lady called Mrs Timmins. Blimey, I thought, this is a big deal. I got through it, though. When my 7️⃣ mum picked me up to take me home for lunch, my little chest was puffed out with pride. I'd done 7️⃣ well, everyone said. But after lunch the bombshell was dropped that I'd be going back there for the afternoon. What? 7️⃣ And I'd be going back the following day, and the day after that, and every subsequent day for the foreseeable 7️⃣ future. This hadn't been made clear to me. I thought it was a one-time event to be brave about, like 7️⃣ a visit to the nurse for a jab, or a trip to a safari park. Nobody told me it was 7️⃣ a whole new way of life. I was outraged.

Encontrar-se pix bet rapido um grupo de estranhos

Finding yourself in a group of strangers 7️⃣ is tough enough as an adult. How did we make our way through it when we were not long out 7️⃣ of nappies? It would be another decade before my schoolwork involved reading Lord of the Flies and by then, even 7️⃣ in the absence of fatalities, I knew what Golding was getting at.

A política do recreio pode ser selvagem

The politics of 7️⃣ the playground can be savage. You have a friend who's your best friend who decides someone else is their best 7️⃣ friend and doesn't want to play with you any more. Obviously, this kind of thing is standard, happens all the 7️⃣ time, but in that moment you can't know this – you're just a tiny kid feeling like it's the end 7️⃣ of the world. Somehow you dig deep into your young soul and find a way of coping. You have to. 7️⃣ And this is how we learn to be resilient. I get that. But that doesn't mean it's not hard.

Desafios massivos

And 7️⃣ over the next dozen years or more, these massive challenges come rolling in, day after day, week after week, term 7️⃣ after term. You don't understand what you're being taught. You keep getting bad marks. You struggle with homework. You want 7️⃣ to be cleverer than you are. You can't get in the school team for something. You're in a fight – 7️⃣ which is terrible, even if you win, and utterly shaming if you lose. Then there's all the nascent sexual politics 7️⃣ to navigate. You fancy someone. You get your friend to ask them out for you. Your friend returns with the 7️⃣ bad news. And soon everyone knows it. And these days, ye gods, whatever your bad news is, the whole world 7️⃣ might know it, thanks to social media. And all of the above stresses and strains will follow you home and 7️⃣ stick to you for ever.

Deixando a escola ou o colégio

Whenever I meet an 18-year-old leaving school or college, my first 7️⃣ thought isn't how their exams have gone or what they're doing next. I just want to know that they're OK, 7️⃣ that physically and mentally they're in one piece. If so, great, well done, onward. The rest of your life might, 7️⃣ comparatively, be less of a struggle than you've been led to believe.