Entering junior high school
My junior high school had a bad pattern.
I found out immediately after enrolling.
Yankee seniors always hang out on the stairs, and if you try to go through,
"Greetings!"
They weren't children of the institution, but wasn't the family environment good?
After all, I often get entangled with Yankee seniors.
There was also a reason that he was a child of the facility.
There was a prejudice that the child of the facility = his bad behavior, and in a sense he might have been thought of as a companion or a child.
Cigarettes, thinners, blackmail, fights, runaways, shoplifting ... I was able to see the count of bad behavior.
There was a rally every Tuesday and Thursday in the middle of the night.
It is an event where bad junior and senior high school students gather and do bad things in public places such as parks, not in gymnasiums.
The surrounding junior high schools also had poor patterns, and each junior high school had a "bancho".
You might think it's a joke, but it's a real story.
A sticker of a runaway tribe was on the market for 100 yen.
Before the graduation ceremony, a "campaign" came around every year and was used to buy uniforms with regents, punch perms and embroidery.
The custom disappeared completely when I was in the third year of junior high school.
Dating
She was born when she was in the first year of middle school.
Often, a nicely folded letter came around to her friend's message, saying something like "I want to go home with you."
I used to go home with her after her club activities were over.
Perhaps her parents objected to dating the institution's children. I think now.
The children around me had mobile phones, but the children at the facility could not.
So she used to make occasional calls on the landline inside the facility.
I couldn't call her to her house and I couldn't go anywhere because I didn't have her money.
In general, there were many inconveniences in romance.
I don't know about it now.
winter
The facility was heated and warm in winter.
The facility I was in was a renovation of an old military hospital.
There was a morgue in the basement.
I didn't keep the corpse separately, but it was creepy.
As I approached, the lights suddenly turned on and off.
On snowy days, I made kamakura in the garden and sled on the hills.
I have been skiing only once in 15 years. Anyway, I fell a lot.
Basically, children in the facility cannot ski or skate.
Winter is the marathon season, so my hands were very cold during the practice.
The sun set so quickly that I was always running in the dark.
Even when I go to school or everyday life, I don't have enough warm clothes.
And it often became chilblains.
