I didnt' particularly enjoy assemblies - we had to lugg so much stuff around if my mother & gran wanted to sit on the grass & granny HAD to sit on the grass. I'd disappear to get my seats in the stadium, but you first had to walk up a never end round about ( you were NOT allowed to use the lifts - they were for old people - so I used to offer to help the older ones) Once you reached the top of the round about you then had to walk up MILES & MILES of stairs to get a seat in the shade otherwise you'd cook - you must know south african durban heat is hot and humid in summer - you CAN'T breathe. I used to sit quite high up so I could have a view of the ocean & I'd sit and gaze at it - not much going in.
There was a time when I just got my first car - it was a legend car but old and in need of fixing. When it rained it would rain through the roof - and this one year it just freaking poured like the floodgates of heaven had been opened, I was soaked by the time I got to the stadium - dropped the grannies off, my friend & myself told them we'd meet them in the same spot afterwards & went home, changed into our jarmies. But then my uncle Elder sent the troops to collect us - I was PISSED off & told them I did't want to go - they just about dressed us and took us......
But I also have some fun memories - I remember my mother & gran sitting on the lawn with their umbrella low low low to protect them from the rain - they weren't moving an inch - they were the only 2 on the lawn - I couldn't stop laughing in the stands - the more I was told to keep quiet the more I laughed - walking down the steps I couldn't contain myself and just burst out laughing - but tried to cover up as choking...