School Days are the Happiest Days of your Life? :: Creative Writing Examples

School Days are the Happiest Days of your Life?When I was given this assignment, my initial reaction was this iseasy Half an hours writing- homework complete. Fifteen proceeding laterI find that it is incredibly difficult to sort emerge the jumble ofthoughts, memories and feelings, that are fighting each other in the speed to be the first to blot this pristine white page.(melodramatic,solely true)I suppose I could take the easy way out, and write that looking for backmy school days were happy, carefree days. The sun always shone. I hadno real worries. Friends were plentiful and life was all about, fun,fun, fun. Well I could, entirely that would entail not being completelyhonest. I mean, sure enough a not immodest percentage of school,(compared with life today) was carefree exactly by no means all of it. Myover-riding recollections of school are the memories of never quitefitting in the never quite making it into the in crowd. non that Iwanted in, you understand. I wanted to b e different (not another(prenominal)lemming) just not so different that I stood out.I reprobate my mother for that mentality for she drummed it into us all.If I spoke the usual refrain, but all my friends are her responsewas always. if your friend stuck her hand in the fire- would you doit too? Well the answer to that was no, and when you said so, mumwould smile and say, of rail line not love, you have your own mind.Youre not a lemming dont be xenophobic to be different. I was leftfeeling proud of myself for being different, but oh God, I stillwanted that denim jacket, or those Adidas trainers, or to halt out forthat extra half an hour or the myriad of other things that wouldhave enabled me to fit in. Money was always tight when I was atschool. With four kids to buy for - I feel mum used the lemming stratumno us, just so she wouldnt have to say I cant chip in it. Atschool, every deficit, both real and imagined between you and the incrowd made you insecure. It could be your hai rcut, shoes or even justthe number of pleats our gym reverberate had. (Mine had none.) Plain skirtswere cheaper.Positive Body Image, or lack of it in my case, was a major problem. Iwent through school convinced that I was gamey and ugly. Fat? I wasonly 81/2 stones I would putting to death to be that weight again - and as for my