Be Prepared to Expect the Unexpected.

      As the clock hit nine the door smashed open startling everyone as it echoed through the quiet corridors. A tall, ridged and intimidating figure entered. He took one step into the class room and slammed the door shut; I could feel my table shack as he did so. His entrance was dramatic and some what frightening. He never even took his piercing little eyes of us and walked to his desk placed his books down on the table and looked around. A he stared at us one by one it was like the claws of an eagle in paling you and tearing you up to bits before it ripped you apart with its beak.

      Mr Crook was not like other teachers, he commanded respect and quiet when he entered and at all times. All the other teachers would look on with eyes full of rage and envy as all he had to do to control the worst class in the school was to enter the room and the boys would not even try to move because they were so scared. He walked around the class room shouting out maths questions for our test one after the other, slapping the ruler against his hand as you would smack a nail with a hammer. Each hit sent a shiver down my spine. He carried on walking around the class room calling out questions when suddenly smack! The ruler shattered in the piece like glass as the rule hit Oliver Radlys table. In a deep voice he shouted

    “What do you think you are doing Mr Radly?”

    “Nothing sir,” said Radly, about to burst into tiers.

    “This is a test boy and you are cheating which is against school rules! You better                                                                                                                                                                                                                   watch your self because you are on the way to getting your self a free ticket to the headmasters office. Have I made my self clear?”

    “Yes sir”

He then turned round and looked about. He deliberately told Radlys off out loud in class as he wanted the other boys to know what will happen if the decide to cheat.

Then Radlys made a mistake as he began to make faces and mimicked Mr Crook behind his back. The class broke out in to some smirks and childish giggling. Some did not even know if they could laugh or not. He shouted,

    “Be quiet all of you! Radly stand up now. You just don’t seem to get it do you.

I was right you are just like your brother I taught last year thick, unintelligent and a      lazy rude slob. You sort of pupils should not be a loud to enter this school; you’re just a no good, scruffy little slag. Get out of my sight immediately.”

     “sir”

He left the class with his head faced down in shame. Finally the sound I had wanted to hear for the last half an hour rang, the bell.

      As we exited we all wished luck to Radly and looked on from behind the wall anxious to see what would become of him. Mr Crook called Radly and said,

     “I wanted to say sorry for the things I said in the class room. It was rude to insult                             your family like that, they are probably very nice people, I don’t know.”

Through out the whole talk olive just stared at his wondering feet and tried not to look at him. He could not believe what he was hearing. Mr Crook then said,

    “But in the future I don’t want you to copying work or mimicking teachers ever again ok, look at me when I take do you understand me,”

     “yes sir”

 Mr Crook then walked away and Oliver turned around and ran back as if it was all dream but any was he returned with a smile and the day went on. From that day on I knew this year was going to be different from the rest.