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I am glad you met good friends anyway. They sound like mean unneccesary rules to me and pointless. But it could have made for good discipline as you said, so good came from it.
posted by
mariss9
on November 16, 2012 at 11:31 AM
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A very interesting read here. I wonder how I would have felt hearing something like that when I was a kid.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 15, 2012 at 11:04 AM
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Kabu
mCThese stories are important for young people to know. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on November 15, 2012 at 10:36 AM
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Those mistresses would have kicked me out for certain Grandmummy. No, boarding school would not have been a proper place for me. Though I did want to study abroad through a school programme, Dad wouldn't allow it. I'm glad you've kept in touch with so many of your boarding school friends. Love you.
posted by
lovelyladymonk
on November 15, 2012 at 9:38 AM
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how did you end up there in the first place
posted by
Lanetay
on November 15, 2012 at 8:29 AM
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how wonderful that they sympathized with you...
when i went to the catholic grade school we were always guilted into eating everything on our tray even if we didnt like it...
posted by
Annicita
on November 15, 2012 at 6:41 AM
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I think your grandchildren are so cute and in many ways I see that boarding schools though a child's nightmare instills much discipline and the experience is one of a kind.
posted by
shobana
on November 15, 2012 at 2:18 AM
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Funny how everyone can picture you being a little rascal......
. I enjoy these stories too - don't stop now. So cute that the grandchildren got upset.
posted by
adnohr
on November 15, 2012 at 1:44 AM
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Off topic.... we ARE the powerful and wealthy.
posted by
Troosha
on November 14, 2012 at 10:54 PM
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Yes I thought you might be a little rebel Kabul. I expect your daddy had hopes of turning you into a real lady, I think he may of read a story book or two. Well you are real lady now it just took a bit longer. I expect you still keep your parasol and French knickers hidden away.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 14, 2012 at 10:54 PM
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For some strange reason, I can picture you getting into trouble now and then when you were young. LOL. 
posted by
TAPS.
on November 14, 2012 at 9:09 PM
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Oh my there was a bit of me in you. You wanted those things your way and they were determined not to have it such a way. Lol I can see you running up and down the stairway trying to get up a food fest. I would have joined you and passed you the best of the dishes. Cute story.
posted by
Justi
on November 14, 2012 at 7:08 PM
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Kabuiepie-;)
I sure am happy I never went to boarding school love but I can picture you being a l'il rapscallion alrighty, still are.
posted by
WileyJohn
on November 14, 2012 at 5:40 PM
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Sounds a little like the marine corps eating manors in boot camp...By the numbers. But it is so funny what the little ones feel about their grandparents. There is a completely new kind of love with those kids. Your story touched my heart.
I remember my little Sarah eating her peas. Some she would eat and some she would push to the side of the plate, the ones with wrinkles. I asked why she was pushing the wrinkled peas to the side and she told me she didn't want to eat the dead ones.
posted by
UtahJay
on November 14, 2012 at 5:32 PM
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Such a sweet story even though you were restricted but I'm sure your heart was touched by the love and tears of your grandchildren!
posted by
BrightIrish
on November 14, 2012 at 4:39 PM
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Aahhh, Kabu. You may not be telling those grandkids your stories,
but you have at least one Blogit "kiddie" who'd love to hear them. Please, please, please, I promise to eat my peas.
posted by
Pat_B
on November 14, 2012 at 3:41 PM
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Taking a stroll down memory lane is always fun. As for the eating situation, it's like anything else. Be deprived for a while, and you'll eat almost anything afterward! Hey, sometimes you can lead a horse to water . . .
posted by
JimmyA
on November 14, 2012 at 2:15 PM
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