How often I wanted to fly away too! One of the most daft and poorly thought-out things that happened to me as a child was being entered into the American school system, in the senior year of a large high school. It was a mind bender. I felt all the time as if I was … Continue reading First Boyfriend?
Delighted as I was to have been released from the clutches of the nuns, who had been encharged with my education, I could not have imagined the misery that awaited me in New York. I was sixteen, so it was decided for me (as usual I was not consulted) that I should attend a year … Continue reading High School