About Me — Bernie Pullen

Who Needs an Education Anyway?

I’m going to take you on an educational journey, a journey that shaped me and may help you to understand a little bit of who I am.

It started at the age of 5, I was presented with my first starchy school uniform. My parents had been talking about this school place for a while. On the day, there was a lot of fuss and photo-taking and I thought heh this school place must be really great if everyone is so interested in me going there.

First Day of School — Image by Author

But school wasn’t what I had expected though. I found out that we had to sit still in things called classrooms for most of the day and listen to an adult telling us what to do.

This can’t be right I thought. They must have dropped me off at the wrong place. Why would they make me come here when I could have freedom at home to play in the garden chasing the butterflies in the sun or having tea parties with my dolls.

I decided that there was only one thing for it, I had to get out of this place in the only way I knew how.

I did what any self-respecting 5-year-old would have done. I cried.

I cried inconsolably until the teacher too had had enough and agreed to release me from the temporary imprisonment.