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The time: September 1968
The place: Boarding School, Switzerland
[See “A” post for more details]
Excerpts from “Confessions of a Boarding School Inmate”:
[A memoir stuck in rewrite limbo.]
How does a free-spirited young girl find herself behind bars in Switzerland? This is my story…
We were living in Germany at the time. My mother and I didn’t get along. Not surprising, when you have a rebellious, independent-minded teenager sharing quarters with a neurotic, perfectionist control freak. She kept threatening to send me away to school (the one in Switzerland her friend’s kids were attending), and I started thinking: “Wouldn’t it be nice to get away from here and be able to do what I want?” Off we went to Switzerland for a preliminary tour. Finally, my mother and I agreed on something. This was the perfect solution!
Can I get a big, fat “HA!” right here?
There was no such thing as freedom on this campus. We were not allowed to go anywhere, except classes and meals, without a chaperone. Not only that, the junior girls’ residence where I lived had bars on the ground floor windows! It was a co-educational school, and they didn’t want any fraternization with boys. If you’ve been with me since April 1st, you’ll know how well that turned out. My anguish lessened once the roommates settled in:
The company helped and I started feeling slightly less morose. Communications were interesting. Annette (a local) spoke no English. We managed to converse in formal German (“Hochdeutsch”). Good thing, because the Swiss-German dialect is difficult to understand. Giulia (from northern Italy) was unilingual, but she did know a few English phrases. There was a lot of miming and sign language. We had our own little United Nations going on and learned from each other.
We bonded over music, sharing our extensive record collections. Giulia introduced me to the popular Italian singers of the day whom I still love. During a group shopping trip at month’s end, I purchased a copy of The Doors‘ brand new single. To this day, it takes me back to that fall so long ago, when I became a boarding school inmate.
More boarding school adventures on April 1st, 3rd, 19th, 24th and 27th
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What were you doing in September 1968?
Looking forward to your comments!
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