I rode past my old grade 1 school this morning. I was only at this school for a few weeks. Despite being 6 years old I was strong willed and didn’t want to attend this school. I wanted to attend the French school closer to home where my sister was.
I hid under these steps to avoid being called into school when the bell rang. And after all the kids were inside I walked along the highway (about 4.5 km) back to my neighbourhood and played in my backyard or friends’ backyards until school was as out.
Well… that didn’t last long until my mother met with the school boards and eventually I got my way and was accepted into the French school to be closer to my sister. @ Aylmer, Quebec