No bags, no books, no pencil cases. Silence please

This sight brought me up short as I rushed to my yoga class this morning.

The smell of the floor wax was oh so familiar and it all took me right back to the dread, the worry and the expectation all those years ago.

It's certainly a rite of passage and one I'm glad to have ticked off.

I don't suppose there's anyone who likes sitting exams. Is there?