Hanging Rock

I went to Hanging Rock today with about 80 Year 7 students and 6 other teachers. It was An Experience. I climbed the stoopid hill twice, and am therefore aware of how unfit I have become; however, I did actually make it.

On the buses, there were these girls singing along to some daft-sounding songs that I didn’t recognise; as you do, when you are 12 or 13. Then the radio magically played 4 Non-Blondes, “What’s Going On,” and I think they all thought I was very odd, as I sang along to this song they didn’t recognise… as you do when you remember when that song first came out and loved it from the beginning.

Ah, generations.

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