Transitioning in to a different phase of life
On a frigid overcast rainy day in early April 2011, a six-year-old girl made her way towards school under an umbrella walking carefully along the side of the road under the watchful gaze of her father. Fear and anticipation were residing in that small girl’s mind and why wouldn’t that be? After all, it was her first day at her new school, and nervousness was normal. The unusual thing was that the girl didn’t seem to be quite pleased with the prospect of going to an entirely new school, perhaps she still couldn’t let go of the severe attachment she had for her old school, her old life, but that’s the thing about time, it steals the details away from us. After what seemed like an eternity she finally stepped inside the building, her face alight with curiosity as she looked around her surroundings with a mild excitement thundering in her heart. The girl was quite oblivious to the fact that she would be spending the next twelve years of her life in the confinements of this very build...