SunflowersWhen Polly left school, she had no idea what she wanted to do. A friend of hers, who was a year older, and whose name was Josephine, was at art college, and she persuaded Polly to join her there.
Polly’s father worked in a factory, and her mother worked in a shop. They were saving their money to buy their own house, and they had hoped that Polly would start earning too as soon as she left school, so when she told them that she wanted to go to art college, she expected to have an objection. But in fact they had none.
“You’ll have to find some kind of a job to pay for your college,” Polly’s mother warned her. “Your father and I will be very happy to keep you at home, but we have no money for your college course, and none for paints and all the other things you’ll need”.
“Thank you very much,” Polly answered. “I’m really very grateful to you both. And there’s no problem about getting a job; the head of the art college has offered me one in their library”.