I forget that people often grow up around cousins @Flutterbug9 😅 because I did not live nearby my relatives (until moving to my current location as an adult).
I moved a little through my primary school years, so it was a little disjointed. I dont remember anything from before primary school. Early primary was all in one semi-rural location; really small number of students per year (combined classes between years because of this). My sisters friends were also my friends, but also sometimes my bullies too. I had one friend who became my main friend in mid-primary school; she was also bullied by the same students. Small schools aren't good when 90% of the children your age or older engage/permit in the bullying. No one else to play with. Of course, its also an excentuated percentage, becuase in reality that's only about 15 people. 😅
Our farm-neighbours didnt have children. We knew them a little but not in terms of visiting for a coffee. More in terms of "sure, we'd love your livestock to graze our overgrown paddock for a month! Thanks!".
I lived in Asia for 1 year also, which was sooo different! City apartments. Got to know a couple other students who went to our school that lived in our apartment (same bus) - but they were all younger. But our parents got to know each other as expats and "safety" if needing to have someone to be around if leaving us alone for an hour or two at home. Occasional bbqs at the poolside. Visiting my school friends required being driven.
High school... didnt have neighbourhood friends either, although in suburbia. School friends but lived far enough away to need to be driven by parents. Mostly saw friends at school and then very occasionally after school or weekends. Birthday parties, occasional cinemas - esp in school holidays. I would see a couple of friends at sport (the 2 years i did that), or at the church youth group (the 1-2 years i did that). But these were also my worse years for depression; most of my non-school time was spent hermitting myself alone in "my cave" (bedroom) 😅.
I had decent teachers for most of high school, especially in my last 2 years. I was always good at learning languages, science and maths, but i found the "interpretive texts" of the "English" subject curiculum hard to understand and accept. I still got scored in the middle of the year grouping, but that was my weakest subject. Oh and history i was attrocious at remembering dates and names 🤣, but i understood the concept of what happened - the "story" so to speak. I got "better" at the English classes as i got into my senior years when i learned to just regurgitate what the teachers wanted to hear, even if i didnt understand why we would try to interpret shakespear as if he was a feminist or such things that he was not. Or regurgitate what Kubla Kahn by Coleridge meant even though it was a pile of gooblygook nonesense to me (I'll stick to the Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner please, at least that one i could understand once the allegories were explained!)