My voice is horrible.
I've had to record myself reading my Sockburn School memoir.
The memoir covers my six years here at Sockburn.
My Journey at Sockburn School.
My experience at Sockburn School has been a long and hard one, but I have still loved it. I have had a great time at this School, but sadly, ‘all good things must to come to an end.’ -Geoffrey Chaucer, 1374.
When I started at Sockburn, I was placed into Room 9 as a new entrant. My teacher in Room 9 was the one and only Mrs. Marshall, who I can’t remember much about. It was six years ago now. Though, I can recall meeting my ‘friend’ friend (and sports fanatic,) Samuel Jack.
Once I finished up in Room 9, I was transferred to Room 12, with the clever Mrs. Holden. Fun fact: I was the only child moved from Room 9 to 12, everybody else went to Room 10, or Room 13. I was alone & frightened…. I was in that classroom for 2 years, and in those days I got to drink coconut milk and sing a TON of Samoan songs. I also happened to end up as the ‘youngest and smartest’ in the class somehow….
Then… Room 11 flew into my life. To teach me, I had the ingenious Mr. Crookbain, who was very into gardening. It was in that year that I was taught long addition, I was answering questions like 294 + 769. It was a total brain strain for me the time. 2012 was wrapped up in what was called a crazy year.
Now, for my favourite teacher, the sports-crazy Mr. Kerr. The year that I was Room 5 was a great year, full of horses & jockeys domination and basic facts. The smile chart was pretty cool too, speaking that I was getting rewarded for having fun and playing games. Though, the Kerr credits was hands down the best part of the class. Kerr credits were a fake currency that you could spend on different prizes and activities. We also had huge credit auctions at the end of each term, it was amazing.
After Room 5, I was transferred to the melodious Mrs. North’s classroom, Room 1. It was in this class that I learnt to play the ukulele, even though I didn’t join the ukulele group. Mrs. North taught me a lot about singing and music in general, and she helped me appreciate music the way it’s meant to be appreciated.
And now…. Kahikatea…. What a classroom to behold.
The first year that I was in Kahikatea, I started with three teachers. The brilliant and somewhat shouty Mrs. Boswell, the ‘dad jokes’ Mr. Barrow and the lyrical Mrs. North. We also had the musical Mrs. Tanner to drop by (and a beat) every now and then. In that year, I became an experienced IT moniter, got trained to do Road Patrol and I was reunited with my Room 12 friends. (Who were now Year 6…)
My second year of Kahikatea rolled in. Mrs. North had left the classroom to go and travel around the world, and Mr. Barrow had to become the principal of the School, so…. He was replaced with the accomplished Miss. McCormick. To add to this, I found out that the gorgeous Tracey Drummond (Who is also my Mum,) was working in the classroom. Fun!
The teachers here have moulded me into the student that I am today, and I am thankful for that. I have had a terrific time at Sockburn School, and I wish I can stay just a bit longer…. But that’s a dream just out of reach.
Fin,
