50 Years ago……

50 years ago possibly to the day I entered into the Canadian school system on a small military base in North Bay, Ontario. I can’t say that I remember much about that day except it was filled with emotion. My mom took me to school and I remember crying and pulling a fit when she had the nerve to leave me there by myself. The teacher sat me down at a table with a coloring book and gave me my instructions. Stay inside the lines she said and use lots of colors. To show her my dissatisfaction with the task that she assigned me I grabbed a purple crayon and violently drew many circles through the page. She immediately knew I was not artistic but I’m guessing autistic wasn’t far off in her thinking. I never really did all that well in all my school years getting just good enough grades to keep everyone happy. I only finished grade 12 and always felt a small regret that I had not gone further.

So 50 years later I returned to school and for now have entered into a two year accounting/business program at Loyalist college here in town. I had some disability concerns today as I’m not quite sure how to carry things. I may have to bring my power wheel chair to school. I had some pretty heavy books to purchase and carry back to my car. A very nice books clerk jumped me ahead of 50 or so students to the front of the line. I couldn’t look back at them feeling very sheepish…thank you Flesh eating at times you come in handy. It felt odd to sit amongst 20 year old’s and once or twice I questioned why I was there. A teacher came in and gave us a homework assignment, said we needed to research the answer and turn it in by next Tuesday. I swear I looked at this sheet 10 times now and I don’t see a question or a subject…must be in code! We played icebreaker games to get to know each other better. Marijo has warned me to behave around the young pretty ladies. I guess that means I can’t bring up my idea of introducing school uniforms…I simply love plaid. So time to turn on my brain and travel down a new road. I’ll keep you posted as to how it’s going.

Odds & Sods

Finished 9th in sailing Golf Fleet recently in Halifax. Very cool to race on the ocean.

Will head to Ottawa in a few weeks to do my second 5km Military run.

My youngest granddaughter Caryssa just turned 1 (I’m a proud grandfather)

Giving a speech to Queens University, Kingston, Ont , first year Occupational students Monday, Sept 10th.

School cost ($100 register, $3,824.50 tuition, $150 parking pass, $500 books) Understanding supportive wife ….priceless

4 thoughts on “50 Years ago……

  1. Dorothy Fletcher September 3, 2013 at 10:46 pm Reply

    The year I turned 50 I became a student at Loyalist. Big, big transition for me–from faculty to student, from office to locker, from bored to absolutely fascinated. And I proceeded to have, without a doubt, the best year of my life.

    I wish you two years of the same. Get a calendar to write down the assignment due dates, enjoy the young ‘uns but don’t let them drag you into their drama (easier said than done) and don’t worry about the headaches. They will go away–it’s your brain waking up and remembering that it can learn stuff.

    All the best!

  2. Grace Bryson September 3, 2013 at 11:27 pm Reply

    So how was your first day of school? Did you make new friends? lol


    Thank you in advance, Grace Bryson http://www.rrruffhouse.com 613-779-1236

  3. nancy September 3, 2013 at 11:41 pm Reply

    Go get ’em Brian.

    I start the third course of my “finance certificate” on Monday. This one being accounting 1 (which I took many moons ago). This will be the third of about 12 required courses. One a semester = will take me a while but I’m in no hurry. It’s good for the brain.

    Good luck with school, forget about plaid and say hello to that supportive wife of yours for me.


  4. kim September 4, 2013 at 1:03 am Reply

    awesome news bryan!! you will be awesome!!!

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