
Last week's The Silver Bloggers Chronicles - Prompt 32 is ....
What do you remember feeling on your first day of school?
We would like to hear from your experienced.

I must admit I had seen the chrconicles prompt post from our amazing @asiaymalay before it got published, and I just knew that I had to make this post.
So let's set the scene ...
I left Northern Ireland when I was five. Due to The Troubles and death threats from the IRA my father moved us from Belfast to Scotland.
Like me, he had grown up in Northern Ireland and then moved to Edinburgh as a young boy.
The school I attended was the school he attended, and his father before him. It was The Edinburgh Academy!


Yes that is right. I mostly understood what the other boys were saying as I had a summer of living in Edinburgh before I started school after the summer.
All I remember is the little shits kids telling the bloody teacher Miss Landalls that they could not understand Edward, he is speaking a foreign language!
Haha the cheeky wee bastards. But to this day, if I am annoyed or had one too many, the Belfast accent in me will come out. I do use it to my advantage in certain situations as well!
The other thing I remember was getting taken to the front of the class and being given six sharp thwacks of a wooden ruler over my knuckles by our class teacher Miss Landalls!
The crime? My pencil was blunt, it must have got broken on the way to school. Although I had a metal pencil case somehow the lead broke.
So yes I got a bloodied hand on my first day of school.
My father said well you won't do that again will you š¤£
He was fluffing right, as I never went to school again with blunt pencils!
As for a warning, a warning would not have worked. You keep doing something until you get a serious punishement.
Thanks @asiaymalay for a fun and thoughtful prompt that brings some great memories

Let me know in the comments! And why not join in with the fun and start your Chronicle!?
My previous Chronicles ... are :-
1 Colour | 2 Joy | 3 Hometown | 4 Wheels | 6 Memory recipe | 7 summer holidays | 8 Moves | 9 back in time | 10 Life of an Object | 11 Childhood friend | 12 Childhood toys | 13 Autumn Solstice | 14 Unforgettable Character | 15 Grandparents | 16 Worry | 17 Tattoo | 18 Historical Moment | 19 Day to Remember | 20 Fads | 21 Pastimes | 22 Grow Up | 23 Fear | 24 Family Holiday | 25 Favourite Meal | 26 Inappropriate Laugh | 27 Soundtrack of your Decade | 28 Favourite person while growing up | 29 Learning this year | 30 Ideal Morning TBC | 31 Rainy Afternoon TBC | 32 1st day of school ~ my this one ...

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February 8th 2026

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I am sure those kncuckles most likely got more action than that too, lol :-)
lol oh yes š¤£
Yeah, stuff like that wouldn't fly today. Sounds like what my father in law had to deal with when the nuns got mad at his catholic school!
lol was all just part and parcel of growing up here.
What a serious evil woman, and a bunch of shit kids. It must have been tough having the Belfast accent in Edinburgh... Going to school back in our day was no walk in the park!
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Kids will be kids, all the teachers would do something though. But yeah they have no idea what we had it like!
Hahahahahah.... Sorry, I have to laugh at your storytelling, but I know it wasn't funny when you were a kid, getting those slaps on your knuckles! š I remember the stories that my dad was telling me about him getting slaps from his teacher... But, tbh, he probably deserved them... š¤£
In my time, I remember only a couple of incidents where my ENGLISH teacher was chasing my friend with a ruler all over the classroom, or trying to hit him with a chalk from a distance... š
And it's amazing how your schoolmates didn't understand you, and you were speaking the same language... On the other side, having some experience with Scottish peeps here in Spain, I wouldn't understand them probably! š
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Really? Just for carrying a pencil with a blunt tip?!! Poor little Ed. Right now, they would probably report that teacher and she would be the one punished. Hugs and have a nice week.
Love it! You use your accent to your advantage, so sad you got your knuckles beaten. I remember the teachers threatening us with the ruler. I don't remember getting hit with one though, generally it was the boys, lol.
Hehehe,what did you do to have blunt pencils? Theres more to this storyšš