Me: “I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten your name”
Classmate: “Oh don’t worry, I remember yours because you’re the old one”
At the start of term I wondered how I’d be accepted but despite being twice the age of most of my classmates, I do feel part of the class. I guess it helps that I make an effort to talk to everyone and it doesn’t phase me that technically I could be the same age as some of their parents. Gosh, banish that thought!
About 20% of my cohort are graduates. Some came straight from university whilst others worked for several years after graduation. It’s these lovely people who I usually hang around with although the non-grads are really nice too. Some of the grads are only a few years older than the 18 year olds but it seems that the few years spent independently makes a lot of difference to behaviour, confidence and maturity levels although I’m sure that will even itself out quite quickly.
So I think I fit in OK! Even if I didn’t, I’m too old to let it worry me now!