Days at school
and university are like suitcases you pick up and travel with the
residue all of your life.
It can be any
one of a myriad of circumstances or adventures that cause you to
open one of these suitcases and draw upon the knowledge and experience
It is most unfortunate
when children are not allowed for one reason or another to complete
the educative process. I believe in a good education and by that
I mean a time spent learning that results in the student understanding
that the pursuit of knowledge, spans a lifetime.
The education process started for me at Haldane Primary, which was
walking distance down the road from the family farm.
The years spent
at Haldane were scholastically formative but of equal importance
they allowed me the opportunity to mix with kids from the district.
This was the
early 1950s and while we had a phone and a weekly supply of essentials,
the chance to socialise with your neighbours was an "occasion."
in hindsight didn't in one sense take me to the levels I wanted
to achieve, such as going to university. But it did bring to the
fore what I believe is our family trait of cognition, look
I have material evidence!
been a great teacher, and this plus a love of reading and conversation
has equipped me for my 'life adventure'.
I remember the
first day at secondary school, I was numb most of the time.
There were just
so many other kids in the same place at the same time. I was staying
at the Cold Stream Hostel in Herbert Street Invercargill and going
to Southland Boys High. We went home for lunch and the first impression
to me was a place full of passages and hallways, and swinging doors.
I ended up in
the dormitories and it took me ten minutes to find my way to the
dining room. By this stage everyone else was already seated. It
was a very embarrassing, getting lost going for your lunch - I have
never been late for a meal since.