INGRID PASSES MATHS (IT'S AN 'O')

T U E S D A Y,  7  M A R C H

Prayers was murder, everybody was giving everybody else agonised glances the whole way through. We all stayed behind and got into alphabetical order. I got so worked up I got a stomach ache. At last... it was me. "B and O.... that is a pass," said Miss Ball.

I'd passed, I'd passed! An F is a fail, but an O is a pass! I couldn't believe it, I was convinced I'd failed!! And I got a B for English!! Whenever you apply for a job they look at your Eng. Lang. mark. I don't know what I'm more pleased about: getting a B in English, or passing maths - no more Triangle of Velocities. Poor Lucy only got an E - I think she could have got an A. It just shows you how mad exams are. I can't believe my luck.

As we were changing after Trampoline I happened to mention Finkelstein. Then Rosemary yucky Weller said she used to have him. 

“So I got to work. And I found out two marvellous things.”

(1) He usually gave them a choice of four essays, things like 'Life and Death', and two weeks to do it in.

(2) He use to SWEAR!!! Once a first former went to Miss Lake and complained, the little prig. What is so wrong with swearing?? He used to say things like, "have you learned that damn work yet?"!!!

Ma fetched us from school, she was thrilled about my results. She had Mr Strowleger's Volkswagen and we all squashed in - Chump, me, Jenny, Pat and Ann. When I told Pa about Finkelstein swearing he said, "good for him!"

Later he, Chump and me played ‘Mousie, Mousie’ – it was hilarious!

A 'twitch' game created in 1963, loved by all ages. The catcher is poised with the catching bowl, the rest are poised with the tails of the mice. The dice is rolled, the hysteria  begins.