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Hopes and dreams……. Teenage Years.

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Hopes and dreams……. Teenage Years.

 

dreamsHi folks welcome to part 2.

Of Blog entitled hopes and dreams. Well well well what a transformation. Something I would have never had dreamt of in the past. Most Czech girls would have finished their primary, secondary studies and led their lives in the Czech Republic, but not me.

Long was gone the dream of going to dancing classes, getting married at St. Vitus Cathedral, having a Krinolyn made for me for end of session balls and having a career same as everybody else

This particular dream has not materialized, for me my teenage years turned out to be completely different. In England it was a question of total transformation. Initially a land of Lyons Corner Houses, speaking in terms of pounds, shillings, and pence, and, oh my God, getting used to thinking in terms of yards, furlongs, ounces, miles, pounds(in terms of weight) as well as total and utter mishmash and dear Gods this was not all.

School, well, well, well.

Textbooks, what textbooks. Some kind of lettuce leaves bound in a folder, language center in a villa? Rather than in a proper school  building, going to my secondary school through a market, being taught by nuns, after school sitting in a car and working on my homework which was set that very day.

What about life outside school. Boys? Youth Clubs? Maybe for some other girls yes, but all I could do is dream of getting a boyfriend. For me it seemed to be being with my family, going to Guide meetings and on Camps , studying, going to Conferences and holidays with them. What was left there for me to do. All I could do was dream

That is all I can say about my teenage years, and the rest is for you to make of it what you like.

Hope you enjoyed the post and would look forward to my next one. Adult life.

That is all for now as dinner is ready to be served, but I hope you enjoy the video below. Who says kids are all bad these days, I wish I could sing as well as them!

Bye for now.

Miki

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WELCOME TO MY BLOG

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coffee...where's my coffee!

coffee…where’s my coffee!

This blog as you see from the DVD is about me, and my take on where I live, my hopes and dreams, my homeland, working in retail, what it is like being a writer’s widow, and looking at life from the outside and looking in.

I am a forty plus year  married woman , ( a lady never gives away her age), living with my husband Chris in a lovely house with two cats on the Isle of Man. A com-over to the Isle of Man in 1994 from England, where I worked as a library assistant in Brent Town Hall Library,  work I knew inside out and loved. And now, oh my God, what a difference a move makes.

Whilst in London I lived with my parents in a sterile sort of house in North West London where I used to be a bird in the gilded cage and did not know the first thing about life, but now as the song says I am what I want to be, I just want to be me, I am just free.

Sometimes a little girl who wants to be nurtured and comforted, at other times a wife, a daughter, a customer assistant in a busy supermarket on the Isle of man, a writer’s widow as well as a proofreader, but underneath all this I am just me, I am what I want to be,  I am just free.

As Chris says please do not change, I do not want you to change, I just want you to be whom you want to be, I just want you to be free.

So there you have it. I am just me, warts in all, I am what I want to be, I just want to be me, I am just free.

That is about all for now hope you enjoyed my first ever post. Looking forward to hearing your comments and responses at the bottom of this post.

By bye for now MIKI.