This struck a chord with me and it was one reason why I preferred high school to primary school. In primary school, we had to sit under what was called the "covered area" to eat our lunch and for the first 10-15 minutes of the lunch hour, I had to sit with a cacophony of students talking loudly and it would echo against the tin roof and the cinder block walls at either end. At high school, you could sit wherever you liked to eat your lunch. I needed the lunch break to have some time to myself, after 80 minutes to two hours of being around students, but sadly, this made me a target for bullies.

I remember, I also had imaginary friends and I would talk to them about the events of the day as if they were a movie in my head. I remember my second Year Two teacher, a cranky, short-tempered woman, who micro-managed the class (if you are going to be doing PE, the teacher might suggest you take your jumper off beforehand, but it's not the teacher's right to tell you to take your jumper off because they're hot), telling a girl one day that, "only stupid people talk to themselves." To that, I say, "maybe the person is lonely, maybe they're trying to make sense of a situation in their mind, you don't know." And to think that this teacher was pulled over for not wearing a seatbelt and when the police officer asked her why, she replied, "Because I don't like to." The police officer just said, "Sorry, but it's the law, Madam," and gave her a written warning.

I can also relate to the passion for public figures.