Just sitting down and recalling my secondary one life is quite something. I remember waking up at 9am on most days as I was in the afternoon session. Would spend the morning doing homework, there wasn't much then, before leaving for school at about 11am.I remember that was the year I started listening to radio and would spend my nights listening to the dedication programmes on 98.7FM. That was quite something. I miss those songs from the mid 90s. Sometimes, hearing them on the radio brings back nice memories, partly the reason for this post.
I miss the 6 day work week, when Saturday was the ECA day. Would spend Friday night polishing my boots; it was a ritual which I really enjoyed. We would willingly spend the whole of Saturday, from 6.30am to 3pm devoted to our ECAs. Like what someone said to me, no one really remembers what they studied, but they will remember their CCAs. True. Real value added-ness has to transcend pure academics.
I miss my University days. When I had 18 week of study followed by another 18 weeks of holiday. Had so much time to recharge and do the things I wanted back then. 4 years passed so quickly.
But in recent times, I really miss my practicum days even though it was only a year ago. I am glad I treasured those days, and it is nice to know that there are still some of them who read this blog. What would I give to have those days back?
I guess time will tell.