It's quite ironic because the primary school i teach at now was once the school i went to as a child.....so walking down the corridor for the very first time and walking into a classroom that was once my own classroom at age 6 transported me right back...lovely memories,but some bittersweet....No more black boards and chalk now,just white boards computers and hi tech gear now....we were talking the 70's back then you see:lol:
Is it not strange that when we are children everything seems so big to us,but as an adult it is so different!
The one other thing that reminds me of me as a small child is pure lavender....not the artificial smell or "hybrid" smell.....but pure unadultarated lavender from haute provence in the vaucluse department.....i will always think of my grandmother applying this oil on to me if i cut myself or had a bite....she would even put i few drops on my forehead when i was crying....and it soothed me!
very good thread....and i love sentimentality!:green: