Thinking about that reminds me of one of my blonde moments. In Year 10 my best mate ‘Steff Gostling’ persuaded me to go with her to bring her bag into form before the bell went. Well, it does sound pretty normal but then I went to open the door to leave and even though opening the door is one of the first things I learnt to do, the door handle came out of the door in my hands. We were trapped. Then Steff decided to have blonde moment and put the handle on the wrong way. About 10 minutes and a drink of orange squash later we were out! The door handle was still on the wrong way but that didn’t matter. Well we fell out of the English room and Steff picked up the other end of the door handle and chucked it back in the room. The door was as good as locked! I didn’t see Steff again until English in that same room, when Mr Williams announced that they had problems with the door and it was related to ‘two blondes’. That night at home I broke my bedroom door, and the Kitchen door. I was cursed with breaking doors for the next 3 days.
This isn’t the first time I have had an accident at school. In Year 8 in food tech. I was in a group with Dean Sargent and Danielli Schiavi and we was just washing up. After making some scones (I think) and Dean passed me the chopping board after he washed it but it slipped through his hands and landed on my ankle. I cracked three bones in my foot and my foot had swollen and ripped my sock in about 10 seconds after. Every time anyone mentions cooking Dean goes bright red and everyone who knew what happened laugh out loud. We seem madder than normal but that’s normal! It was horrible at the time but after all we could do was laugh.
My whole life at Robert Manning has been Hysterical. I mean in Year 10 we went on this Music Trip to Music Live at the Birmingham NEC Centre and I went into a group with Me, Steff, Beth and Yulia. Everything was great but then Yulia and Beth wanted me and Steff to go with them to watch these bands, they really annoyed me and Steff so we went our own way to this lunch hall. There weren’t any tables or chairs you just picked a spot sat down and ate. Well after a while me and Steff got bored as normal so we went up to these guys and said ‘hi we want to be your friends’ and the first to groups mysteriously disappeared (ran away as they thought we was mad. As we are!) the third group was really hot and we actually had a really good convos with them. They lived in Grantham and there names was Alex, Josh and Sam and we left with there adds! It was so funny that on the bus back to school as well as taking random pictures we kept on talking about them. And know even though it has been ages since we still keep in touch!!!
That is about my life well the interesting parts anyway. I doubt anyone will want to hear about me but I am not as boring as everyone thinks I am. Come on World Windsurfing Champion under 22, The junior Olympic Squad, my name down for the Olympics and yet I still have time to be an extreme sports coach of rock climbing, windsurfing, street surfing, sailing, snowboarding, skiing, canoeing, kayaking, powerboating and a little bit of tobogganing now and a again but I also have been a member of the Stamford pantomime players since I was three, have had many serious principle parts, sang a few solo’s got to grade 6 singing with distinction and I still hang out with mates at school only but hey I have mates around the world, and windsurfing with mates in Dubai Egypt is a great excuse to get a tan and have fun but there is so much more to do than that. Yes I am behind in coursework and most teachers are going to kill me but better late than never. I hope!!!
Charly Sissons
