02-18-2012, 06:45 PM
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That is just about the distance I walked every day to High School when we moved. I was eleven then. Although I did get a push bike the next term as a birthday present.
The difference maybe is the walk was on busy roads and as I got nearer to school more and more friends would join up until we were on the main road into town.
There was a routine, we never broke to keep us safe (even if we fell out with one another) Debbie, saw her on thursday
walked the furthest. she met Sandra and I walked to Ann who is selling camel rides in Tunisa again this winter, where we joined up with Sandra and Debbie.
Crossed the road and took a short cut to Joanne and sometime Angela had to walk who lives on the corner from me, we 'do coffee' then we get to the pedestrian crossing to find Linda waiting with her father (who was very protective- who sometimes crammed us in his car to do the last 2 miles), or not. About 5 minutes before the school we would knock on the door of Mrs Pengelly and she would persuade Jane out to walk with us. She had mental issues and half the time would be off sick, but Ann insisted we called for her. Her mum made us tea if we kept her at school all day and got her home at the end of the day.
Jane wasn't bullied, she just didn't do mornings...or afternoons.
Linda was bullied- and did we have trouble trying to get her dad to see 'he' was her problem -
I wouldn't have missed walking every day - we would be late, but we were healthy (sometimes cold and wet) and had a good ole chin-wag and did well with what is now called 'networking'. We all ended with push bikes by the end of the summer (except Jane- who still can't ride a bike, so Ann tells me)
Angela married one of the fireman at the station we passed (divorced a year later, but hey)
Jane got a really good job in the solictors office at the crossing by the school (she would go in there asking could she sue her mother)
Debbie got a job at the nursery in Joanne's mother's, that was run from the house.
That kid could get himself a job in media after his mum goes to jail
The difference maybe is the walk was on busy roads and as I got nearer to school more and more friends would join up until we were on the main road into town.
There was a routine, we never broke to keep us safe (even if we fell out with one another) Debbie, saw her on thursday
walked the furthest. she met Sandra and I walked to Ann who is selling camel rides in Tunisa again this winter, where we joined up with Sandra and Debbie.Crossed the road and took a short cut to Joanne and sometime Angela had to walk who lives on the corner from me, we 'do coffee' then we get to the pedestrian crossing to find Linda waiting with her father (who was very protective- who sometimes crammed us in his car to do the last 2 miles), or not. About 5 minutes before the school we would knock on the door of Mrs Pengelly and she would persuade Jane out to walk with us. She had mental issues and half the time would be off sick, but Ann insisted we called for her. Her mum made us tea if we kept her at school all day and got her home at the end of the day.
Jane wasn't bullied, she just didn't do mornings...or afternoons.
Linda was bullied- and did we have trouble trying to get her dad to see 'he' was her problem -
I wouldn't have missed walking every day - we would be late, but we were healthy (sometimes cold and wet) and had a good ole chin-wag and did well with what is now called 'networking'. We all ended with push bikes by the end of the summer (except Jane- who still can't ride a bike, so Ann tells me)
Angela married one of the fireman at the station we passed (divorced a year later, but hey)
Jane got a really good job in the solictors office at the crossing by the school (she would go in there asking could she sue her mother)
Debbie got a job at the nursery in Joanne's mother's, that was run from the house.
That kid could get himself a job in media after his mum goes to jail
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