Learning past and present

 One difference between the kind of education I had and that of many children today centres around how we were taught.

For most of my education for instance generally the teacher led the class learning determining what the days topic was in any given subject. They often would dictate notes or write them down on a chalk board for you to copy to your exercise book sometimes with drawings or diagrams too which was fun if you were not good at writing or spelling things as you'd struggle to keep up.

Sometimes we'd have school made duplicated work sheets for some subjects such as Combined Science to complete as we did experiments with Bunsen burners, electricity and magnets.

In History we often read from and makes notes using set text books and all homework (and there was heaps of it!) was to be completed by hand.

This scene would be almost familiar to me in high school as we'd move from old style individual wooden desks to clusters of tables and plastic chairs except for one thing.

That's right, where the girl is sat we'd have our exercise book but she has a laptop which looking at this picture closely is something most of her peers do not suggesting she has 'special needs' and has been given one for 'writing up things' with.

That is something I'd of benefited from personally as my hand writing was poor and spelling pretty rotten too.

At their school they have put the first years (11+) in a special converted unit to work on thinking, studying and life skills to help bridge the gap from the last years of junior school they have left to a secondary school.

A number of schools today have huge screens,  some interactive, for teaching with rather than chalkboards (they were called Blackboards until some edict came down saying that word was racist!) but debate rages as to whither or not this is any more effective from the chalkboard and rote learning we had.

Our responsibilities as Sissy Gurls

I saw this manga drawing a few days ago and liked it a lot although I had I been any good at drawing because what is is about is showing sensitivity to how as a feminine but biological boy is perceived in his new role sharing spaces among the other girls.

I think one of most important things is having respect for your inner feminine side, that's to say you don't put him in crass or otherwise crude situations if you wish to hold your own in the company of those born and raised as girls in whose world we are moving albeit as biological boys who dress more like girls.

Those of us who are sissy gurls can't just demand the right to accepted and be granted it; we may have to earn our right to be wear our uniforms as part of being regarded as the feminine gurls we truly feel.

It's also important to understand females have spent ages fighting discrimination in the home, in school and in work.

Gurls of our sort arguably need to both accept and embrace that same struggle fighting with our genetic sisters  for equal treatment in the workplace and supporting those who even in today's world get a bullet in the head for supporting girls education as fundamental human right. 

If you can, learn about those struggles and support our female counterparts in practical ways.

The path to our acceptance isn't easy but we need to take responsibility for making it as smooth as possible.

Why can't we get along?

I never understood what the exact issue was with with having a mixed group of friends even if most were of one sex or the other rather than this "you cannot be a friend with girl" and even play with them.

I mean we do have somethings in common and some gurls like me are more feminine and some girls more masculine  so there is a point where they and me surely could be at one in group playing with each other some of the time.

There is no reason I should not be able to dress more like this as the mood takes me as a sissy gurl whatever my biological sex might be as my gender and gender presentation which may be variant to some of my peers but hey we're al a bit variant  as the individuals were are. 

Rewind to 1972

A classic BBC TV children’s “Blue Peter” program line up from around 1972 with Peter Purves, Lesley Judd, Val Singleton and every boys favourite, John Noakes with program pets Petra, Jason and Shep from the era I was in Junior School.

It's enough for you to know that I have a poster of that scene being very much a part of my childhood and that I continue to watch the show several decades on, thoroughly enjoying it from the days of been glued to a 19 inch black and white tv to seeing in high definition digital colour today.

It's not the only thing from that era that left a major influence on me.

Although things were topsy-turvy back then for being more like a girl and grown ups less understanding of than today the values of Scouting played a major part within it back then.

While what the boys wore I could live with in more robust play I preferred to wear dresses and skirts especially for more formal things like school and scouting.

Back then I didn't know what to call that.

Of course back then I'd of wanted Sindy dolls to play with, dressing up and having adventures.

Easter earworms

I've a little time to kill today so I thought I'd work on this weeks entry tonight instead of leaving it until later and I'll start of by thanking those of who read and remarked on last weeks entry.

One recurring theme from the last seven days has been how you can be transported back in time by such things as rewatching tv shows or  hearing and  maybe discussing such things as music as you recall people, places and events from that period that link in with your childhood. 

There's a phenomenon people call the 'Earworm' that enables to you recall the sounds and tunes when they are heard again even if it may of been decades since you last heard them. It may even be one reason people listen to and collect recordings from the past apart from the joy listening to music can bring.

I had a number of those moments this week listening to some downloads of albums I hadn't heard in eons like the Miami Vice tv album.

Then talking some more around the subject of schooldays and the notion of being a schoolgirl with a few people in a more personal way proved interesting for the similarities in what we get from it - being the child, the love of uniforms and structure, finding an inner peace and when we first realized we were different than our peers.

The observant will note its no coincidence the red sweatshirts shown are just like mine!

Of course this week something special usually happens involving Bunnies and for some crosses.

It's Easter which means lots of things from the deep religious side to the side that's often seen in stores this time of year.

The bunny should be dropping this off for me to nom at Easter!

The chilling little style of this Sissy Gurl

Well a few things I had planned to do are off so I might as well get today's blog done.

One of things I recall thinking about heaps was about everything that would happen after the last period of afternoon school finished. 

When I went to day school it was kind of easy in that you'd pair off with a few friends and call in at the neighbourhood store to select some sweets to share while you talked about the day and what you thought of Master x's lesson.

At boarding school we had it back in the dorm but because tea was early it was frowned on as it 'spoilt your tea' so you'd leave them for later or weekends.

I have always loved lollipops still walk around the curb licking them that speaks volumes about me I guess.

Actually I have a pinafore dress not a million miles like that of the girl on picture and used to read while sucking on a lollipop so perhaps one way to visualize me is think of that little at least in spirit if not in dress. 

Tammy will wear their dress from now on as a adult little and accepts his sissy gurl side.

The only thing that matters is having fun reading and sucking your lollipops.

Link:Lollipops

Frustrated!

 

Whatever the dinosaurs say if I bloody well want to wear a skirt cos I feel myself in it I darn well will and that doesn't mean I stop being me.

That frustration can run through things I might of joined like Brownies or through limited options for sports as people say only boys can do this or girls undertake that as much as which social group I'm in at work

I'm just a feminine boy who is wired a bit different compared to most and I certainly don't want to be a girl or regular boy just the "sissy gurl" self I am.