Thinking of my first school

My memories for the first school is a row of pegs where our aprons were hung. I like it because I could reach it on my own, it was at a height of two and a half feet. I recognized my peg by the colour of the tag on the peg. It was very gratifying to have your own space outside of home as people in the home were supposed look after the kids only and provide personal attention anyway. Therefore the "personal tenor" of the peg defined a victory over the impersonal in "formal" educational setting !!!!
This is my initiative to peg you down to share the beginnings of "childhood and schooling"
asha singh