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“They” say you can’t go back, but they’re wrong.

During my elementary school years, I went to a three-room “little red schoolhouse”. It still sits at the north-east corner of the Toronto Zoo, where Meadowvale Road and Finch Avenue meet.

When I hear schoolyard horror stories these days, I’m reminded that my school years were relatively idyllic. They weren’t without social hierarchy, hurt feelings, or arguments, of course, but in hindsight I realize it all worked out well because ninety percent of us went to school together from Kindergarten through high school. We played, learned, and fought together, just like any other family. But the extras made our years at Hillside Public School truly unique. Continue reading ““They” say you can’t go back, but they’re wrong.”