I was always the shortest in my class at school. A mere wisp of a thing I was the "lucky" gal who adorned the end of the front row in school photos....without fail. I never got to climb those aluminium seats and stand tall at the back :(
There were some delicious hair styles too. The puppy dogs tails (piggy tail plaits tied up with a bow á la Princess Lea), the side pony tail....mmmm!
Take you left hand and place it in your lap like this. Take your right hand and put it on top. Knees together, sit up straight and say "Monkeys"!
As a teacher of Year 1's and wee Preppies my delight with school photos continued. Indulge me for a second and imagine putting 27 Preps into a line of boys and a line of girls in order from tallest to shortest...and keeping them that way as you march the few hundred metres through the school and down to the oval for class photos. This is first term I might add!!
And then there was the hair and the grubby faces (WHO schedules the youngest children last...I mean vegemite sangas for mornos people...hello!!!). If I had a dollar for every face I've wiped, hair I combed, button I've done up, collar I've straightened, shirt I've tucked in....whew! No wonder teachers look a little frazzled in their school photos...and yes still on the side, albeit standing this time.
When I completed these little ladies and photographed them all those memories came flooding back. Some wouldn't sit still, some kept sliding off their designated perch, some looked the other way. I swear I even saw a tongue being poked!! But after some propping and encouragement....sit up straight, hands together, everyone say "Monkeys"!
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