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13 School Uniform Three

7th March 2016 By Lyn Thomas 2 Comments

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In the fourth year we were allowed to change the tunic for a navy skirt, the grey socks for ‘American tan’ tights. Tights had just come in, replacing the awful stockings. I am photographed again, looking at the camera, with a bit more of a smile, but still a diffident air. My hair has been cut by a hairdresser inspired by Vidal Sassoon’s geometric styles, and I can make it fall, curtain-like, over half my face. I like this arrangement as it gives me something to hide behind.

I know now that there are things I am good at, but I am often tongue-tied in social situations, and I spend a lot of time alone. I alternate between despair about not having a boyfriend or having greasy hair and spots, and the elation of learning, the joyous sense of life stretching out interminably in front of me. The fear of death that haunted my early teenage years has gone, replaced by a belief in my immortality, as powerful as it is illusory.

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  1. Imogen Taylor says

    21st March 2016 at 1:29 am

    Your reflections on your fear of death echo my experience. When I was in my early teens I was very preoccupied with the development of the H Bomb and the visual imagery of the mushroom cloud haunted me, including in a recurring dream. For a time I was convinced there was going to be a war, and I read quite nihilistic novels which reinforced feelings of dread. Thankfully the thoughts then went away. I cannot pinpoint anything going on in my life which generated their arrival or departure, no serious illnesses or deaths.

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    • Lyn Thomas says

      21st March 2016 at 3:11 pm

      Yes I think fear of nuclear war is in the background for me too Imogen, and haunted our generation. And the early teens are such a fragile moment…Exacerbated, of course, in my case by the death of my cousin.

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