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9月12日 Part Two - The primary yearsAt the end of grade 4 my best friend (Elliot) left Geelong and moved to Melbourne and thus primary school become a sort of living Hell for me and I can honestly say I hated it. It is probably worth mentioning at this point that I was around the bottom of the pecking order at this stage.
Probably what I failed to mention is that I was pretty much on the bottom of the pecking order BEFORE my best mate left, it just happened Elliot was quite capable of beating the living snot out of people. A skill that he seemed quite willing to demonstrate for very little reason and ofter with quite funny results (even if some of them were at my expense).
There was of course one very memorable example of Elliot's ability to cause mss pain to others.
It would have been about grade 4 when a chop called Ben was having a go at me and Elliot decided the right thing to do would be to give Ben a good old fashioned punch. Needless to say, Elliot thumped the kid. Then the most remarkable thing happened.
Elliot went over to Ben and said he was sorry and stuck out his hand to shake Ben's, and as soon as Ben grabbed Elliot's hand, Elliot pulled Ben forward and kneed him straight in the nuts. It was probably the funniest thing I saw throughout my entire time at St. Robert's and it still stands in the top instances of people having their nuts destroyed.
After Elliot left St. Robert's I didn't particularly do much at all. I was the only bloke who didn't sign up for interschool football, which instantly made my softball captain and I still hold the record for least games won in a season. I missed two games and we drew one and won the other and apart from that we lost every other game. But I wasn't going to play football, which is game to this day that I have no skill in.
Well, you can safely assume that I graduated from St. Robert's without any real problems and moved onto St. Joseph's in the hope that maybe I could go through one school without everyone hanging shit on me. Yeah, that worked.
Hey, here's some proof that I actually graduated from primary school. I'm sure any dumb arses out there who didn't are really jealous now.
9月9日 Part One - The primary yearsIn one of my more contemplative moments while thinking of what the net needs I came to the point where I thought it might be fun to do a 'This Is Your Life Section' of the people who respond to my crap, erm, I mean writing. But since my laptop committed suicide I realised that barely anyone comes here anymore. And then I thought about it a bit more and came to the conclusion that this was MY site, so you buggers can read about MY life. More specifically, I decided to do a series of posts (with photos) about things in my life.
I also decided that this would be the first part of the series. I also am going to try and do them in some kind of chronological order. If I forget something I am just going to put it anywhere when I realise just to annoy you.
Here we go.
Oh, as a further note, nearly everything will be run from photos of things that I hang on my walls at home. I use my walls as a sort of memorabilia shrine.
Unlike most people I was never a baby. I simply appeared oneday and went to kinder and then primary school. Although this is not completely proven, I assume it is so simply because I cannot remember anything before kinder and primary school.
I don't remember a great deal about kinder with the exception of Elliot Williams and Jarred Koch. In particular I remember Elliot daring Jarred to walk along the edge of a big upturned tunnel in the playground and Jarred slipped and knackered himself. This may have started an unnatural obsession with the destruction of other peoples testicles for Elliot. Ah, the innocence of children.
Anyway, Kinder always progressed to primary school. Elliot and I were friends after about day one of kinder and we both ended up at good ol' St Robert's Primary school. All was good except for the fact that I was an uncoordinated wimp. With the exception of my mates I HATED primary school. I really hated it. But I was good at it and the school recognised this when I was in April grade 4 (may have been grade 5, but it's not important) and they gave me the supreme honour of being 'Aussie of the Month'. I thought this was pretty cool since my birthday was in April. Maybe it had relevance. Most likely it didn't.
Anyway, the deal was, you get voted Aussie of the Month and they call you up infront of the school at assembly and they give you a badge that says 'Aussie of the Month' and you get to wear the badge for a month, then you give it back and they nominate someone else.
Well, after I got it, they never awarded it to anyone else. I was declared Aussie of the Month and then they retired the award to me. I assume it is in recognition of me simply being so great that they never found anyone who could exceed me in any single month.
Whatever the story is, I still have the badge to declare that I am still the reighning champion. Here's a picture of it so you can all be jealous.
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