I was having a discussion with my 17 year old son this evening. I'd asked him how college had been today and he'd been explaining about one of his classes. He mentioned, "Jane Eyre", by Charlotte Bronte (of course).
I have a very old copy in my bookcase, he has his own, but I got mine out. I had told my son that my copy was vellum bound (in red) and that for some reason (that I couldn't remember) I'd written the name 'Jane Eyre' on the front. I showed him my book.
Inside the front cover I have written my name and address a few times. I couldn't quite make out all of the writing (I went through phases experimenting with caligraphy) but I could clearly see the first address I had been taught to write and pointing at it I said to my son, "That means I was in 2nd year of Juniors, can you work out how old I was?", my son said,
"No way!"
"Why is that so surprising?"
He said
"That means you were 8" and shook his head.
Well, I may have been 9, but I had lovely handwriting.
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