Some of the children were anxious today. They had heard from their parents that the school would now definitely be closing.
"Will you still be staying here, Miss?" asked one of the older girls. "You won't be leaving us in the middle of Year 6?"
Others were worried that they would have to leave the school almost immediately. Many of the younger ones didn't really understand what was happening but were aware that something was in the air. The aim was, and is, to keep everything normal (whatever that is) and to reassure both parents and children. So we spent part of our staff meeting composing a letter to the parents from all the staff.
"As long as your children are here, so will we be," we said, "and we'll have a year to remember."
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OK I must be having a sappy attack because "we'll have a year to remember" actually brought a lump to my throat and my eyes are itching.
I get the feeling there will be many more days to come when all the staff at school will be complaining of similar symptoms.
Can we blame it on a bit of undigested beef from the school cafeteria?
Quite possibly, Sue. It will get very emotional towards the end of the school year, I'm sure.
You say what you think. And you tell us that you have 'attitude'.
Are you sure that you aren't just being rude and schoolmarmish ??
So this 'novel' of yours isn't in any way autobiographical then ?
Go and read 'Dear Charlie' by Reg Thompson, and you may begin to understand what having difficulty in life is really like.
I tell you what, 'anonymous', why not have the courage of your convictions and leave your name and a way of replying to your rude comments instead of hiding under the cloak of anonymity. No-one is forcing you to read my blog!
Well said Jenny!
Anonymous, you are a prick.
If you can't say something constructive then don't bother commenting.
This "anonymous" boy needs a bloody good pasting. Come out ye young dickhead where ever ye are and I will defend the gentle, civilised and pleasant Lady Jennyta's honour with vigour ye snivelling newt! Ye gobshite! See how clever ye are wi' a bunch of fives down yer gullet!
Many thanks, Iatros and YP. I must say, YP, I've never had my honour defended before! :)
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