Do you Remember.
Leaning in the cold at a noisy bus stop for the school bus to turn up was always, a joy when your tired and only just emerging from your shell. The school bus would chug up the slope doors clanking as the doors opened and the din of squashed boisterous youngsters emenating from inside. After forcing your way around the battlefield of arms knees and backpacks you discovered if you were lucky a area to lean into. Then started the rounds of arm punching and ear tickling with the rare space for chat before the mass stampede when you finally arrived at our final destination and determined whether you pushed into the queue or waited till it thinned out and made a straight line for the school yard. Not like British boarding schools where you can stay over and make your way to the food hall first thing in the morning.
Disasters in drama.
You dreaded whether that lesson, in Drama, you were going to be a bush, a horse or unhappiness. How to bring a teenager out of themselves and of course embarrass them within an inch of their life was one of the main objective of Drama in my opinion. Following loads of attempts at trying to make us develop scenes from Macbeth the tutor then increased the torment by asking us to create our own play and reenact it in front of our classmates. Shame they werent looking for dyslexia in children, as for some it always seemed like it was to much.
Mathematics was .... fun.
Mathematics studies were taken in a shiny smelly formroom by the Physical Education tutor, they were excellent. Some of the students would get their late and talk about how bad they were at maths. The classes consisted of our tutor going through the lessons subject for instance long division until we understood them, and then gave us several examples to get through. A uncomfortable silence would permeate the air as one by one the other students finished before you and you realised you might actually be last. It didn’t really matter as those that got through the sums first nearly always just hadnt done the maths well. Our School was one of the independent schools that had moved over into the education system.