My oldest son, Gregory, is in his final two weeks of high school. He did very well academically this year and was recently awarded Academic Honours by his school. This is a difficult accolade to achieve as it entails obtaining an aggregate for all 8 subjects of over 85% for six consecutive school terms and six consecutive sets of school examinations.
He has a “Pre-prep survivors” cocktail party this week for boys who have been at the school since grade 000 (aged 4). There are only 10 boys out of 150 who have spent 14 years at St Johns College.
While I was digging through my memories to find two photos of Greg in these early grades, I came across the first book he ever wrote. He was 8 years old at the time and it is so sweet.
Isn’t this just the nicest keepsake!