Chapter 1- the kids

So I'm still waiting, waiting for my start date. I just done a lot of chores lately. Found new nutcracker themed Christmas bedding reading for December next week. Changed my storage boxes to smaller ones in my bedroom. Done lots of running with running club and sorted out some things I wanted to try and make in 2026 when it gets here. Cause tbh those who know me really well know I don't particularly want to stay in 2025 forever. But I can't wait for Christmas and my birthday. I made myself a sow to follow for my artwork that would work as a great curriculum for secondary schools. We also made Mexican on stranger things night and turned one of the pastries upside down. Lots of hot chocolate. And I had my fist light weight hair cut, cause it's day 1 of growing back a bob length hair cut.

Chapter 1-The kids

Knock, knock, knock.

They didn't use the door bell.

Too much noise.

It was like 4 or 5 o'clock around the time, I have dinner. But we weren't having dinner tonight. Me and mum were packing, jeans, t-shirts, underwear, etc. everything someone might need for a holiday or a school trip. That's what it felt like. I had a letter from school, the same as a few other kids one in my school a year younger than me and the others from different schools near by.

A letter saying

Dear Parent/guardian

Your child has been selected to attend the school of faith. Please make sure they pack some clothes, enough for a week, a reading book, notebook, pencil case, a stick and any toiletries they may need.

Underneath that paragraph enclosed a note, if there are any allergies of medication needed for this child please note it at the bottom.

Kind regards

The school of faith

In the top corner of the letter by the school address was an icon of a symbol of a phone with a line through it, underneath was a disclosure note, no phones are permitted on this trip. My mum read over the list before we had finished packing.

The time and day wasn't disclosed in the letter, that's cause my mum gotta phone call late at night yesterday with a male voice just saying we are coming make sure she is ready.

When I left, my mum was crying, only a little, she said "you can only contact me via letter, ok". I just nodded my head and hugged her goodbye. I got in the back of a van, that had buck beds inside and seat belts within the 5 bunk beds. I sat on the bottom one. A black man was one of the men who can to pick me up and when he got in he pulled a little window open and said " under your pillow is the school curricula, have a read before I get the others". They we left.

I couldn't look out the windows, there were none. I couldn't see my mum left at the pavement still crying it's like she knew that once I went to the school of faith, I wouldn't want to come back home. The curriculum booklet, I speed through the pages, flicking to see if it looked interesting, only the last page. Assessment- Will be completed by November. When the others got in the car, they all looked at the back page and their said December, so why was mine earlier?