Not a Good Day.

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Not a Good Day.

The classroom was stuffy. The lesson was boring. There was a heavy atmosphere in the room; everyone was tense wondering if the teacher was going to explode again, ranting and raving. The teacher, Mr Perry, was being as annoying as possible, talking in a deep, slow, flat voice, pronouncing each word as slowly and perfectly as possible. “So, if you multiply together these two numbers, and divide the answer by six, you get the answer to the question.”

It hadn’t been a good day for him so far today. His car had broken down this morning, he had loads of overdue marking to do, his year eight class earlier in the day had caused him a load of hassle and he had a meeting with his boss after he had finished teaching and he knew it wasn’t going to be good news. It was the end of the day and no-one wanted to be in the lesson. It was one of those beautiful, warm sunny summer afternoons outside, but inside it felt like the calm before the storm.

        Earlier on in the lesson it hadn’t been pleasant. Anna had just been sitting at the back keeping herself to herself, at least she had been pretending to be, but when there’s an interesting piece of gossip going round, it has to be thoroughly discussed and looked at from every angle. It’s not really the best idea to write the note on a fluorescent pink post-it note, its not exactly subtle. Of course, he saw the note, stormed over, snatched it away and of course read it out loud to the class. The note had just been from one of Anna’s friends and it had just been asking if she was going shopping on Saturday. It was something innocent, luckily it had been, seeing as it was read out to the entire class. That had been about half an hour earlier.  

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        “Sir, can I open the window please? I feel as if I’m about to faint.” whined Cassie.

“No.” was the short, sharp simple reply.

“Sir, can I pull the blinds down?”

“No.”

All of a sudden there was a loud crash. Someone had knocked their tin on the floor. Anna quickly bent down to retrieve her tin, it had been an accident, she didn’t mean to knock it on the floor.

“Who did that?” Mr Perry boomed, his voice echoing around the room, making everyone wake up. All of a sudden everyone was awake and alert and tense again wondering ...

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