Changing Schools

When I was nine I left the local primary school and was sent to my elder brother's school. This meant catching the bus at either the top or bottom of the hill. It was a big change from the bush walk adventures in the morning and afternoon. Suddenly I had to operate in a world inhabited by other people who I didn't know. The randomness of those who got on and of the bus settled down into recognisable patterns after a week or two but the first couple of times were a challenge.