When I was 9 years old, my parents decided to have me moved onto first year of secondary school.
This would mean me skipping Primary 5 . This was before the “Primary 6” system was instituted. it would be happening the year after I leave, interestingly enough .
I was excited (my parents would have been talented sales personnel). The idea of a secondary school was a “big girl” one, and I was eager to leave all my childish things behind. My Mom gave me the choice of either boarding (living on school grounds) or being a day student (not doing so), and even though the latter was the familiar option, I chose to board.
I chose boarding school, people.. Like, who does that??
My Mom was surprised, but she went along with it.