I was not even consulted, let alone given a choice - but then given my mother's circumstances at the time, that is understandable: my father died in March '62, leaving Mother penniless with 3 children to raise.
She couldn't work around the clock ( which she did) and also look after us, so boarding school was an obvious choice ( and, to be honest, in line with my father's plans, as he had me down for Cheltenham) - CH was suggested to her by the local curate, who's son was already at Horsham.
I was presented by Barnes Wallis, my brother obtained a Broadridge scholarship.
I hated having him at Horsham, so far away from me at Hertford, as there was only 14 months between us, and many people took us for twins.
I was unhappy for most of the time, had no friends either at school OR at home, and grew apart from my mother and my brothers .... but nevertheless sent both my children to boarding school too ! Psychoanalysis, anyone ?
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Like many I understand WHY my parents sent me there. That does not mean that I can ever forgive them for doing it. They completely destroyed my childhood.
I would very much like to meet teachers etc who took the liberty of canning me and tell them what I really think about them.
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Im very glad i went there for my a levels, it was my decision and one that now was the best thing for me. I had been badly bullied at state school and saw the oppoutunity to go to CH as a new start and being able to be me-which i was and had the best two years (yes there were down times and sadly still some bullying) but i made some of the best friends possible and my closest friend i would say knows me better than i do because we spent so long together.
I dont understand those parents who send their kids to boarding school at 11 and often younger for no apparent reason bar the social standing of having you children attend boarding school!
I dont understand those parents who send their kids to boarding school at 11 and often younger for no apparent reason bar the social standing of having you children attend boarding school!
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I don't remember whether or not I was asked if I wanted to sit the CH entrance exam. I'm guessing that I was, but it was such an honour in the eyes of my primary school and my family that I would have felt ungrateful if I had said 'No'.
Mum worked as a dinner lady at my primary school, and I remember being called out of class so that she could tell me that my application had been successful. She was so proud that she did a sort of hop, skip and jump in the middle of the playground - not her usual behaviour at all
. I also remember being mighty miffed, because I wanted to tell my Dad, but Mum had already phoned him with the news - from the school office: we didn't have a phone at home at the time.
As I have already posted elsewhere, prior to joining the forum I couldn't remember one happy moment of my five years at CH, and was truly surprised when Pam Jones sent me some photos, to observe myself smiling in some of them. About half way through UV I asked my parents if I could leave at the end of that year, and they immediately agreed. I then realised that they were as unhappy about the situation as I was, but had been waiting for me to express my despair, rather than influence my decision.
My brothers are 11 and 12 years younger than me. The elder of them sat for a scholarship to a public school, and I clearly remember an Aunt asking my parents if they were intending to send Rog to a boarding school, and the immediate and resounding 'No' which came from my parents.
Mum worked as a dinner lady at my primary school, and I remember being called out of class so that she could tell me that my application had been successful. She was so proud that she did a sort of hop, skip and jump in the middle of the playground - not her usual behaviour at all
. I also remember being mighty miffed, because I wanted to tell my Dad, but Mum had already phoned him with the news - from the school office: we didn't have a phone at home at the time.As I have already posted elsewhere, prior to joining the forum I couldn't remember one happy moment of my five years at CH, and was truly surprised when Pam Jones sent me some photos, to observe myself smiling in some of them. About half way through UV I asked my parents if I could leave at the end of that year, and they immediately agreed. I then realised that they were as unhappy about the situation as I was, but had been waiting for me to express my despair, rather than influence my decision.
My brothers are 11 and 12 years younger than me. The elder of them sat for a scholarship to a public school, and I clearly remember an Aunt asking my parents if they were intending to send Rog to a boarding school, and the immediate and resounding 'No' which came from my parents.