| Report for Laura Horgan | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 2 |
| Rejected stories | 5 |
| Summary | Could Try Harder |
My friend Cedrina came up with the idea of writing our teachers' names backwards in her notebook.
Somehow, Notlob sounded like knob, and it was hilarious.
Somehow, Notlob sounded like knob, and it was hilarious.
Cedrina once managed to gain the sympathy of our, somewhat feeble, English teacher by doing a speech on her imaginary friend, Sarah. No one was allowed to sit in the chair next to Cedrina, because Sarah was sitting there. Sarah also died that day.
A standard example of what Bill Cosby might call inter-generational rhetoric.
When walking into a form room without closing the door behind you, the teacher may ask this of you.
The best way out of this so far is to say, "no, a crackhouse," which I came up with all by myself.
When walking into a form room without closing the door behind you, the teacher may ask this of you.
The best way out of this so far is to say, "no, a crackhouse," which I came up with all by myself.
He was a stand in Science teacher that we had because our original teacher was a bit crazy. He had a piece of lead stuck in his face because his sister had stabbed him when he was younger. He also had a gap in his teeth the shape of a keyhole. He didn't last long.
Our French teacher sang Happy Birthday to Nick in French on a school trip once. The Bonne Anniversaire group was formed from then on. Cue dirty looks from actual French people as we went round shouting it out in PArc Asterix.
Aoife has a weird name (pronounced ee-fah), her surname is Mansfield (just like the farm), she's Irish and she resembles farmyard animals (so people say, I don't think so, er). Names given were A-oi-fer the gopher, goat, horse, etc.
SHe once fell in a bush.
SHe once fell in a bush.
Completely random careers advising computer programme. Kind of similar to CASCAiD, really. I was once advised to become a book binder, and my brother a ballet dancer.