“The amount of time people have said to me “it’s just a school. You can find another one.” I can’t even explain what St Bees is, without you having been there.
It’s a community. A family. A home.
All this talk of the school reopening next year or the year after or sometime in the future.
So my last test was on Friday. Such a relief that they’re over.
No, they weren’t important. 3rd form exams, who cares? It’s not like you’re risking a uni place or something. That’s what I was telling myself at 8:50 on Friday when I realised I knew none of my history revision. All of the information just… vanished. I was literally on the point of a breakdown. I was so stressed. I thought that, at the moment I’m at such a level of constant stress, I couldn’t get any more stressed.
I was wrong.
No, none of these exams matter. At least they don’t matter to anyone else. They matter to me though. These results are the ones I’m going to remember as what St Bees taught me. This is my last chance to prove that I was worthy of this school. I love St Bees, no matter what I’ve…
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