Category Skool Daze
The Dukes house Wood Hexham trip lasted Monday to Friday and promised activities of kayaking, rock climbing and walking with a visit to Hexham village where we could spend our pocket money. It does not include bullying and humiliation in… Continue Reading →
Home from school and my tea shovelled down, I’m off out to call for my mates. I never know who will be coming out, I go to Paul’s house first, he joins me and we head off to call for… Continue Reading →
As usual I set off late to school with half of a broken pen, splintered shatterproof ruler, rolling eyes and a tic in my neck. Although I arrive late, I just make it to registration, which surprisingly goes well without… Continue Reading →
Something doesn’t feel right today as I walk to school, when i pass through the gates and approach the entrance my whole body feels a bit weird. Opening the double doors they creak loudly, the sound is very irritating and… Continue Reading →
I like Art, It’s a good lesson and I feel less twitchy when I’m busy painting and drawing. Mr Mizer our art teacher looks a bit like a farmer and the word around the school is he actually lives on… Continue Reading →
Its Biology with Mr Montego, we have only had him a few times before, he’s a nice teacher; his only downfall is he dresses like Michael Jackson, also he rides a motorbike to school which sounds like a hairdryer. Other… Continue Reading →
It’s Monday morning registration, Mrs Smales hadn’t started the register before Mrs Julene the head of year walks in, this woman hates me with a passion. She is stood at the front talking quietly to Mrs Smales and after a… Continue Reading →
PE is always a guessing game; we never know what we will be doing until we are through the changing room doors even then all we know is if it’s an inside or outside lesson. I’m sure Mr Duckman decides… Continue Reading →
The bell rings to signal end of registration, the class jumps into action and heads for the door. Its best to hang back and let them all get out first as getting between classes has always been a minefield of… Continue Reading →
The best school trips are the ones you spend the journey there and back with your mates singing and having a laugh on the coach, much better than being in class. It’s the History school trip today and we are… Continue Reading →
Music exam, brilliant, I love music. Miss McQueen is a great music teacher, she is often fun and frequently funny, I don’t get along with most teachers and most teachers certainly don’t like me. We saunter into the music room,… Continue Reading →
English and I’m at the front of the class, this is a nightmare! I can feel eyes burning the back of my head causing it to flick back and forth uncontrollably, why do I do this? Will it ever stop?… Continue Reading →
Biology and no sign of Mrs Humes in the lab, the girls take the lead and we all go in. Everyone is taking their places like good little pupils. why are they wasting a rare opportunity to have some freedom… Continue Reading →
It’s Chemistry second lesson and as we walk in Mr Fleming has a car battery and a few othe itmes set up on his desk at the front of the lab. We gather around as instructed as he begins to… Continue Reading →
