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And the person I shared the Sixth Form Head of Yearship with has just left - and has been replaced by a young man I taught when he was in Year 9! Now that would have been interesting. |
JayB wrote: | ||
Nancy Wilmot, as Head of Maths, and Acting Head, ended up senior to some of the mistresses who taught her when she was a pupil, didn't she. |
Alison H wrote: |
Although Biddy O'Ryan seems to be able to afford to donate a tenth of her annual salary to the chapel fund in Excitements! |
Alison H wrote: |
but one of the mistresses indicates somewhere that she thinks they don't get paid particularly well. |
Mrs Redboots wrote: |
I suppose, with hindsight, that unless they had a bolt-hole locally it must have been pretty dreary for them, skulking in their rooms all day! |
Lesley wrote: |
Anyone else like to theorise on the CS having a local taverna where they all disappeared to, to escape the School, girls, Head and Joey? |
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I can't see OOAO's Gang getting caught out like that but maybe some of the others would've done! |
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Although Biddy O'Ryan seems to be able to afford to donate a tenth of her annual salary to the chapel fund in Excitements |
Mel wrote: |
The boarding school set-up would be fine for any old girls joining the staff. Also at the time girls would progress from girls-only schools, then University/College with all-girls Halls of Residence, so teaching at a girls boarding school would be more of the same familiar routine. |
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It is a tiny world they live in which I would hate apart from the ludicrous teaching in three languages. |
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But then Biddy has a unique relationship to the school and may well see this as an opportunity to give something back/even things up/make a symbolic statement/buy her way out of indentured servitude/whatever. |
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Biddy,
who had always had a gift for languages, stared. ‘But it’s an easy
enough language to learn,’ she argued. ‘Look here, what you want to
spend a holiday in Germany or Austria with the natives. You would soon
pick it up then. Why don’t ye? I can give ye a half a dozen addresses
if that’s all.’
Miss Slater looked coldly at her. Biddy O’Ryan might be a mistress at the School now, but the maths mistress still inclined to regard her as one of the girls who had been a regular nuisance in maths lessons. |
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Miss
O’Ryan, the history mistress, who had carefully refrained from giving
any written work to anyone below Lower VI, and had been curled up on
the window seat, placidly embroidering a tea-cloth while her confrčres
sweated and groaned, put down her work with a superior smile. “It was
bound to happen. Sure, you couldn’t expect anything else from the
creatures! ... I decided ’twould be no use to ask them to use their
brains overmuch for the next fortnight or so, so I’ve given their
memories a spot of work. I saw no reason for loading myself up with
piles of written work to no purpose.”
Miss Slater gave her an exasperated look. “I suppose Derwent could have managed all right; but just you tell me, Biddy O’Ryan, what sort of prep I could have given the three Fourths in maths without making it written. I can’t stick to geometry all the time, you know.” “What’s the matter with revising tables?” Biddy demanded sweetly. ... Miss Slater seemed about to choke with wrath. “Really, Biddy, you haven’t much more sense than you had when I tried to drive some idea of maths into your own brain! They’ve had their tables hammered in until I should think they could say them backwards in their sleep!” Biddy gave a rich chuckle. “You always did undervalue my abilities!” “Did I? I only know that when you were in the Sixth you idea of maths used to drive me nearly frantic!” her elder retorted. “You be thankful you never had Joey Maynard to teach,” Biddy replied, quite unperturbed. |
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“Oh,
no!” she said in awed tones. She tossed down her pencil and jumped up.
“I say, you people, do you think we ought to be lounging around like
this in the presence of anyone so important?”
“Lounge?” Peggy Burnett was quick to take the hint. “Of course not! We ought to be kneeling!” The three younger mistresses promptly plumped down on their knees before the embarrassed Miss Slater, heads bent meekly, hands folded before them. “Please, Teacher, be kind to us!” Miss Derwent wailed. “Remember we’re only humble assistants and you’re going to be Head of a department!” “You’ll condescend to let us know how you’re getting on sometimes, won’t you?” Peggy Burnett added. |
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Miss Wilson gasped. “Well, really, Gillian! You don’t marry a man for his name but for what he is—at least I hope so!”
“Oh, I know. Still, if I fell in love with a man called, say, Scroggs, I think I’d suggest it would be a good idea if he took my surname instead of my taking his.” “You’re talking a lot of nonsense,” the Head told her severely. “Instead of standing there talking of things you don’t understand, you’d better run along and let Matron know that Peggy will be here some time to-day." |
Maeve wrote: |
You could argue that this is a reasonable exchange for two close adults, but it reads awfully like an annoyed mistress talking to a schoolgirl. Is there anyone who has, or who would like, to go straight back to work with one's secondary/high school teachers as colleagues? |
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