Part 17: The Great Escape
Having passed the "test" and proved myself worthy, I was now being granted access to the inner sanctum. This was great because Pat provided occasional refreshments for his guests and I was always hungry. But my being chosen to be an active operative in the Chocolate Sy

Part 16: The Dinner Ritual
Evening meals for the boarding students were always special. The sound of the dinner gong clanging to that Kalinga beat sent us scrambling, soon we would be getting the best meal of the day!More than that, it was an important daily ritual that made up the social fabric of dorm life. Dinnertime

Part 15: Hunting Parties
January brought sunshine, much cooler weather and the sweet scent of smoke. Pine logs popped and crackled in every building around campus and we would jostle for a warm spot in front of the fireplace.Mornings were especially hard, crawling from my toasty bed, hopping across the icy concrete floor of th

Part 14: Halloween, Girls and Christmas Vacation
With the anxiety of Slave Day behind us and the daily hazing slowing down to an occasional cold shower or pink belly, I began to settle into the rhythm of boarding school life. Classes during the school week, afternoons and weekends at the library. Shooting baskets at the mini- court after school or, if it was raining, do

Part 13: Bullies, Hazing and Slave Day Auction
From my very first day at Brent I had heard rumors of something called Slave Day. During the first school assembly it was casually mentioned along with the Halloween Carnival, Sadie Hawkins Day and Field Day. Apparently, all new students and freshmen would be auctioned off to raise money for the Senior Skip Day. For one school day we were the property of our "masters". We would have to do chores for them, mi