School = Little box of horror ???

I am now jumping two years to the time as I went to school. I was a very exotic Turkish girl because I spoke fluent German, so I became the translator for every Turkish people in an area of 10 km. I do not know, but a child should, in my opinion, not be used for such things. It made me sick and I refused to do that after a while. I tried to be a very assiduous child and had mostly very good marks. As I wanted to change to a upper school my "nanny" again, stopped my wish. She said, that I could not make this school because it is very hard and I would be very sad if I had to return to primary school because of bad marks. My uninformed parents did of course what she adviced and I did not go to the upper school although I had the talent for that.

Two years later I changed school and went to a secondary school in the next city. This was a school which was managed by nuns and only for girls, so a very wild chapter in my teenager time started. I was 13, thought that I am very cool, started smoking, met with older girls and boys and made my parents crazy.
Surely I wasn't the well - behaved kid, but I wasn't even the most naughty kid. Like many, I felt like no one can understand me, and no one has an idea how I am feeling and why is everyone treating me like a child? And so on... Horrible time, poor parents, poor teachers. ;-)