September 2008 - 2009
This is when i first join this school in Year 7, with the hope of becoming the latest Renwick edition, the last one out of my immediate family. My eldest sister joined the school as an overseas border in 2000, choosing Wymondham College out of any other school in the country to spend her time in education at. The change for her must have been pretty big, going from a Grenadian school to a British state school, over four ana half thousand miles away from home. However she managed it, something she did made her pull away with (as far as i am aware) all A* or A grades. In those eight years between then and 2008, the Renwick sisters had made quite a good impression on the school, one that i had to live up to.
In my opening days, i remember meeting the other members of my tutor group, and distinguishing who would lead on to become what; one memory i have, is of thinking that another member would be the 'bad' student, the one with all the troubles. How wrong could i have been, i never expected that I would be that person. A 'D-merit' in my school is something given when something bad has happened, in my case the majority of my D-merits were given to me fom lack of prep (homework), organization and stupid cheeky behaviour. I remember being taken out of the daily morning assembly once, and crying my eyes out because i thought i was going to be expelle, i'd say this was quite a motivator to try and improve. I came away at the end of this academic year with not an amazing experience.
September 2009 - 2010
My second year of Wymondham College, this wasn't a majorly significant year fo me so i don't remember too much. One of my fonder memories is that of having a new English teacher that was significantly less stricter than my previous one who made my first year, as my tutor, not very fun at all. My latest english teacher was actually an author, Joe Treasure, who i remember being a phenomally good teacher, it's only a shame that in an effort to fit in amongst a new english class that i wasn't too popular in, that i probably contributed to a cheeky and rude classroom. I remember my classmates laughing at the teacher's dedicaion to English, reflecting on this now, it seems stupid. Apart from my memories of English, the only other thing i can think of is moving into Fry hall (which at the time was for students in Year 8 to Year 11) and having a year of getting used to stricter prep sessions, which as a day-boarder i was made to do so as to complete as much prep as i could. I think the year was a fairly social one for me, getting over games played in year 7 as we become 'mature' people, or not.
September 2010 - 2011
Year 9 for me, was relatively the same as the previous year. Although i remember becoming much better in class, getting far less D-merits than previous years. But apart from that there isn't much that went on. Although, thinking again about it now, year 9 was when i chose which GCSE non-compulsory subjects i would take in year 10 and 11. I chose History, because i have always had a heart for learning history, although i preferred ancient roman and pre-medieval Britain as opposed to Hitler's foreign policy and the credibility gap of the Vietnam war at home in America. I thought that taking Sociology would be good, my logic was that because i liked talking to people, i would be good at sociology. Don't know how that works looking back now.. French was something i chose, partially because i liked it, moreso because my mum was very passionate for French, she could easily pass for a french citizen if she tried. No, i preferred German but i didn't want to dissapoint my mum, i shouldn't have thought that but i did. My last option was Drama, which i took because i thought i liked acting as i was always making silly impressions and suchnot. I suppose i was definately wrong about that, i didn't expect to have to write so much about a play we went to watch in some local theatre, even in practical work i wasn't very good, i was at C/D Level.
2011 - 2013 The GCSE Years...
Year 10 & 11 has been quite difficult, i started to fall behind a bit and revert to my Year 7 habits, lack of prep, organisation and so forth. I had a big shock to find out that three of the four subjects i chose, were not to my liking at all. At the beginning of January 2013 i dropped Drama after one and half years of it, i was able to drop this with the help of a discovery of a slow processing disorder that i was said to have; which basically means i take some things in slower than other people, and also might have an issue with lack of concentration, oh really? I can't really think of too much to say about these two years, i just can't think much about it, maybe I just don't want to.
And now, five years after i joined, i enter my last four weeks of the school. And it is going to be very different for me afterwords, i think a befitting word for myself is institutionalized. Maybe that's the right terminology, maybe not. But that's what i'm thinking.
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