While acknowledging that receiving such Honour Roll status at a young age had no material benefit to future life, nor did this increase self-worth or esteem, or “gain favour with the ladies” as it were. I am however, an unabashed enthusiast of paper-y items, including certificates. As such, as these have remained with me (or in many cases with my now-late-beloved Mother), i am gleefully compelling to document for posterity.
Who’s posterity or for who’s interest? I do not know and am indifferent to such details. These are simply ephemeral documents of life.
Noting, i’m either missing a certificate for Grade 1, or they were not issued to students of that age. Also, some of these are specific to my science fair achievement (documented elsewhere… at some point anyhow) and/or citizenship umm… involvement.
Fascinated by pigs of all kinds from a young age, i made scrapbook, drawing, plans for ownership, and learned the names and habits of everykind of swine from peccaries, to warthogs, to javelina. My sports-teams are always named after pigs (street hockey and fantasy sports to be more accurate) and i invented characters including “Super Pig” with appropriate uniform. I also raised a family of guinea pigs (until devoured by a ruthless opossum).
Evidence of these other projects are scattered elsewhere, whereas in this post, i share various sketches of pigs, farms and a buffalo – made when 7 years old.