Shadows
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
E. M. Forster
You're new here.
Up until now, it's felt like a holiday. You've grown familiar with the crooked streets of Mount Fortitude and the warm shallows of Jackson's Pond. When you wake in the morning, the hills cast long shadows over the garden and the sound of birdsong follows you throughout the day. You've barbequed at Council Place, bought ice creams from the Burke Street milk bar and perhaps even caught a movie at the tiny cinema in the centre of the town.
The holiday's over, though. School's about to start, and with it the trial of learning to fit in. New faces, new rules, new classrooms and corridors and customs. The uniform itches and you can't decide how to wear your hair. Everyone has a story here, some you'd never dream of, and yours is the least important of them all. Smile and you might make a friend.
Welcome to Fortitude High.
E. M. Forster
You're new here.
Up until now, it's felt like a holiday. You've grown familiar with the crooked streets of Mount Fortitude and the warm shallows of Jackson's Pond. When you wake in the morning, the hills cast long shadows over the garden and the sound of birdsong follows you throughout the day. You've barbequed at Council Place, bought ice creams from the Burke Street milk bar and perhaps even caught a movie at the tiny cinema in the centre of the town.
The holiday's over, though. School's about to start, and with it the trial of learning to fit in. New faces, new rules, new classrooms and corridors and customs. The uniform itches and you can't decide how to wear your hair. Everyone has a story here, some you'd never dream of, and yours is the least important of them all. Smile and you might make a friend.
Welcome to Fortitude High.