About a week ago all the kids went back to school. That morning, as I hurried to a meeting, I passed the school adjacent to my house and through the blue gate I couldn't help but noticing a bunch of girls and boys who gathered at the courtyard. I got into my car and after a short ride I found myself sailing through memories and drifting through thoughts about school.
Every one of us has memories from school. There are those whose memories were made while sitting at the cafeteria table, those who discovered the secrets of life in the backseat of the annual bus trip, others spent their time in the library and all sorts of events I have already forgotten. I was the nerd in the second row. Why the second row? Come on, what did you think I would be? The nerd in the front row? ;- )
If we're already talking about school then I think since bible studies with my legendary teacher Shula Natan, I have developed a fear from skirts and dresses that is fitted at the hips and gradually widens towards the hem. Even then I had already discovered the danger that rests in that shape for women like me, those that have "Mediterranean" hips, and the fear from the "teacher's butt" had accompanied me for many years to come (I hope that Shula, or any other teacher, will forgive me… that's what happens when you have your back turned to the class for most of the lesson while writing on the board).
Over the years fashion has changed (and teachers also), the A-line dresses and skirts have started to show up in all shop windows, for that I learned that women with wide hips or full thighs can really enjoy that shape and even accentuate their thin waist and ankles with it. It all depends, of course, on the right combination of tight tops and shoes that create the illusion of height and length.
That's it, since then there are no more fears… good luck to all the students and teachers!
thank you: regus – ramat hachayal