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(Message started by: Vikki on Nov 23rd, 2003, 10:36pm)

Title: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 23rd, 2003, 10:36pm
Okay, I archived this because it had cloned! Here's the link!!
http://members.lycos.co.uk/thecbb/danceratcs.html

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 23rd, 2003, 10:38pm
While I agree with the board that this is a great story, I don't think it had to go to that extent!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 23rd, 2003, 10:41pm
Thanks, Vikki for that. I was just showing hubby the posts & responses & I panicked because it had gone missing for a moment!! Last bit for today!

The day passed in a rush, and Amelia had had no time to dwell on less happy subjects, as she found herself presented with timetables, stationery, rules and a bewildering amount of information. She was to be in form IVA, and one of the oldest there. Miss Dene had explained to her briskly: “Now don’t look on this as a disgrace. It’s just that you have specialised in your previous school and therefore aren’t up to the standard of most girls your age here. Not yet, anyway. You may work really hard, prove yourself and gain the remove. Aim high!”

But it was the interview with Miss Annersley that really stood out in Amelia’s mind. No one could help but be impressed by that lady’s calm and poise, and her musical deep voice. She spoke kindly to Amelia, with more understanding than that girl realised:

“I know, my dear, that you have come here in difficult circumstances and that you may be feeling at odds rather with the world at the moment, but we all have a higher calling.”
Amelia had stood in the pleasant room, hardly daring to breathe; Miss Annersley’s eyes seemed to look right inside her.
“We all have a duty, to God and to ourselves, to do our very best in whatever situation we may find ourselves. I know it sounds hard, but we are here to help you do that. You are old enough to know that your Mother really is quite poorly, and the best medicine for her would be to know that you were throwing yourself into life here, taking the many opportunities offered and enjoying life again. “ Miss Annersley paused and looked keenly at the girl before her. Amelia met her gaze, her eyes full of trust and admiration but also tinged with fear. She added in a gentle voice: “And what a great tribute to your Father if you could do that for your mother.” She noted that these words had had a great effect, and resolved to bring the interview to a speedy conclusion. “I want you to gain the very best from the Chalet School – so that you can become a true Chalet School girl.”

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 23rd, 2003, 10:45pm
That was a lovely post Lisa, thank you!
And sorry I scared you, but we have to sort the cloned threads quickly, before they go too haywire! ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 23rd, 2003, 11:07pm
Excellent post Lisa - more please!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 23rd, 2003, 11:25pm
The memory of this interview should definitely keep Amelia on the straight and narrow. Good on Miss Annersley!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 24th, 2003, 12:27pm
That was great, Lisa. Now,  Where's the next bit?

Please.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 24th, 2003, 5:33pm
*dancing on tip-toes waiting for more*


Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Rachael P on Nov 25th, 2003, 9:33am
Lisa,

Excellent again and so true to CS - for a moment, I was half-expecting Miss Annersley to follow up with ...

"And if you don't, it won't be the fault of the school"  ;)

MORE, please!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 25th, 2003, 9:42am
Lisa this is still great... guess what I'm going to say next?

MOOOORRREEEEE  ;D


please?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 11:10am

Quote:
I was half-expecting Miss Annersley to follow up with ...

"And if you don't, it won't be the fault of the school"

Rachael, I was very tempted to put that! But decided Miss A had enough understanding to recognise Amelia's position! (This time!) Oh yes, and ages ago you said Amelia could always go to English tea with Joey - ha ha! That was lined up for her from the beginning! Here it comes ...


The days sped by, and before she knew it, Amelia was celebrating the end of her first week at the Chalet School. She had taken Miss Annersley’s advice to heart and plunged into all the school had to offer with a will. But while she was enjoying herself and fast making new friends, she was struggling with the feeling of missing something big in her life. Resolutely suppressing these feelings, she continued to remember to do her duty, and sat down on a free afternoon one day to write a cheerful letter to her mother at the new address in Cornwall. She sealed the letter with a sense of accomplishment, and delivered it to Miss Dene’s office for posting. Whether it was because of this link with home, Amelia did not know, but she slept badly that night, and when morning came she looked pale and careworn. It was a Sunday, and the girls dressed smartly for their church services.

The coolness of the little chapel, and the priest’s sermon about the Beatitudes did much to soothe Amelia’s troubled mind, and when she left the church, thoughtful and blinking in the sunlight, she was startled to behold a tall, dark lady, with dancing black eyes, waiting for her.

“Amelia, my dear! It is Amelia isn’t it?, “ Amelia could only nod dumbly as she was swept up in this lady’s torrent of words, “You must forgive me for not coming to introduce myself sooner, my maid Anna has been down with a bilious attack, most unusually for her, and I simply have enough to do running Freudesheim by myself. Me? Oh, of course, I’m Mrs Maynard – I’m sure you’ll have met some of my brats by now. Let me think, the trips will be in the form above yours, although you’re all very near in age. Or perhaps you’d know me better as Josephine M Bettany?” she added with a twinkle in her eye.

“Oh, yes, of course I’ve heard of you. Who hasn’t? That is,” Amelia added in confusion, “you’re talked about all the time at school, and everyone loves your books.”

“Well, my sweet, I customarily invite all new girls to tea with me, so how would you like to come this afternoon, about sixteen? Oh,” waving away Amelia’s protests, “I’ve spoken to Hil – Miss Annersley and she says it’s quite alright of course. Len will meet you and bring you over and we’ll have a jolly, cosy time until you need to return for Abendessen.” She inclined her head and dropped a light kiss on Amelia’s upturned face. “Must fly! I’ll see you later!” With that, Joey exited in a flurry of activity, leading – or rather being led by, a huge St Bernard, of whom, to tell the truth, Amelia was rather scared.

A little taken aback  both by the suddenness of the meeting, and by Mrs Maynard’s energy, Amelia took her place in the line of girls parading back to school, partnered by a quiet girl called Alison, and pondered the invitation. She could not but help to be amazed by Mrs Maynard’s animation and seeming youth, and for a moment an image of her own mother flashed into her mind, pale, tired and looking decidedly older this last year or so. Her guilty thoughts of comparing her mother with Jo Maynard were interrupted by Alison speaking to her.


Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 11:13am
“I say, we can talk now, you know! Thank goodness it’s Sunday and we can speak in whichever language we like! I’m half dumb the rest of the week!”

“C'est un soulagement, n’est-ce pas?” Amelia said wickedly, but her face showed her sympathy. “I declare my brain gets quite tired trying to translate all the time.”

“Oh, but that’s not the way to do it,” replied Alison sagely, “you need to think in the language, otherwise your grammar and expression goes all wrong. They say,” she added with an air of mystery, “that when you dream in the language you’re well on the way to fluency.”

Amelia, whose unsettled dreams the night before had included a nightmare about being in class, where she could not understand a word of the German being used and was feeling the effects of the Mistress’s sarcastic tongue and order marks, looked unconvinced.

“Was Jo inviting you to tea?” pursued Alison. “Oh, don’t look at me like that – she doesn’t stand on ceremony you know. She’s like, oh, I don’t know! Everybody’s best friend, mother and sister rolled into one. She knows everything about the school – she was its first pupil, you know, and can twist Miss Annersley round her little finger!”

“I rather think I feel rather shy about what to say to her,” began Amelia, repeating herself in her anxiety, “and why should she be interested in me?”

“Oh, she has all new girls to tea. Surely she told you that? I went two terms ago.”

Privately, Amelia was surprised that this confident, assured girl had only been at the school two terms longer. ‘I shall never be that confident’ she groaned inwardly to herself.

Just then, the parade reached the chalet, and the girls filed neatly inside, to partake of Mitagessen. Amelia followed the others, and consumed her meal in near silence. She had the beginnings of a headache and was thinking about the forthcoming treat with some apprehension. If the truth be known, Amelia was exhausted from all the new experiences and emotional demands she had recently endured, and the thought of yet another unknown situation filled her with dread.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by catherine on Nov 25th, 2003, 11:51am
More please, Lisa!  Is she going to go to tea?  Or is Miss Annersley or Matron going to find her and make her go to bed?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Rachael P on Nov 25th, 2003, 11:51am
Ooh - lovely long post - thank you!

And you've captured Joey perfectly - all breezy and whirlwindy! I'm sure she'll soon put Amelia at ease ....

*chuckling at thought of Joey running Freudesheim by herself during Anna's bilious attack*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 12:32pm
Thanks, Rachael! Oh no, Amelia doesn't get out of tea that easily!


Back at Freudesheim, Joey was holding forth on the subject of Amelia in a discussion with her husband.

“And she really looked a good deal too pale for my liking. I’d like to know just what Matron is playing at. Why hasn’t she noticed? When she comes over this afternoon, I’m going to get to the bottom of it, you see if I don’t, or – or my name’s not Josephine Maynard!”

Jack regarded his wife over the bowl of the pipe that was stubbornly refusing to light. He shook his head.

“Now, Jo, don’t you go sticking your oar in,” he began rather rudely, and rather fruitlessly.

“Excuse me!” Jo broke in, fully on her dignity. “When have I ever ‘stuck my oar in’ as you so charmingly put it? Oh, alright,” she relented slightly at her husband’s splutter, “when have I, and it hasn’t come to any good then?” she demanded with an utter disregard for grammar shocking in a respected novelist.

“Just remember, Jo, that you don’t know very much about this young child’s background. Don’t make any mistakes.”

Jo was too pensive to be offended. “Hmm, I think there is a mystery there. Hilda wouldn’t tell me much about her, except her father died recently and Amelia wasn’t keen on leaving her Mamma. Old lady’s had a bit of a breakdown by all accounts.”

“Your language! And don’t go mentioning anything about that to the girl,” Jack said reprovingly.

“Jack Maynard, what do you take me for?” Jo retorted, affronted. “I have more sense than that, I hope!”

“And that, my dear,“ said Jack, pacifying her as he rose to leave the room, “is why I married you!” He blew a kiss towards his girlish wife and disappeared into his study.

“Well, of all the – “ but Jo subsided, secretly pleased, and with her mind already busy on the afternoon’s treat.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 25th, 2003, 3:53pm
Yay this gets better with every post i hope there's more soon!  :)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 25th, 2003, 4:18pm
.....joining in with the hopes and beginning to chant........

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 4:23pm
Have been writing all afternoon so will now have the satisfaction of posting 'little and often' - if you really want more ...  ;)

You'll be pleased to know that the main part of the story will start in about 2,500 words time.
*Suddenly worries that everyone will be bored*  :-/

*brightens* hope you all like my portrayal of Joey, I enjoyed writing it! :)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 4:24pm
Promptly at five minutes before sixteen, Len Maynard accompanied by her sisters Con and Margot, met Amelia at the entrance of the chalet, and led her across the gardens to a small gate in the wall.

“We can use this way when the weather’s dry,” said the oldest triplet, conversationally,” but when it’s wet, we have to go round the longer way, via the road. Looking at the sky, I guess it won’t be too long before winter sets in, and we’ll have snow to contend with as well as rain.” She added, with her knowledge of the Swiss climate.

Amelia felt a secret thrill at the thought of snow up here. “But, winter!” she exclaimed. We’re not even at the end of September, yet!”

“Ah, but winter comes early up here,” contributed Con.

“Although we hope not too early for the sake of the villagers,” added Margot darkly.

Amelia was about to ask for elucidation, when a commotion drew her attention and to her horror she saw the St Bernard hurtling toward them at full speed. He jumped up at the triplets in turn, to their delighted squeals and then, friendliness in the nature of the beast, turned his attentions to Amelia. With a shriek, she threw her hands up in the air and fell backwards under the weight of the dog.

“Bruno! Here, boy!” came a commanding voice, and the dog, trained to instant obedience ran back to his mistress who patted his head with one hand whilst beckoning towards Amelia with the other.

“Oh, are you alright, Amelia?” She said with concern. “Bruno can be a bit boisterous, although he is terribly friendly you know.”

Amelia felt foolish, and not a little shaken as she rose to her feet, aided energetically by Margot. “Sorry,” she said, trying in vain to brush her skirt free of mud, “I – I was caught off guard. I’m not scared of dogs exactly, but I’ve never really known one before –“

Jo cut her off, laughing. “Never mind. Oh, look at the state of your dress! Matron will have my head on a plate if she sees that! Come with me, quickly!” and she scooped the girl up and half carried her into a large flagstoned room where an efficient looking woman with rosy apple-cheeks and long flaxen hair wound into a coronet on the top of her head presided over a washtub. Anna, for it was she, exclaimed at the sight, and broke into rapid German. Jo responded in kind, her clear sweet voice making the guttural language sound quite beautiful, Amelia thought. Before she knew what was going on, her skirt was whipped off, and Amelia handed a large rug in which to wrap herself.
“Now come and sit by the fire,” continued Jo, dropping into English with such ease that Amelia felt stunned by the easy transition she made. “Anna will wash out your skirt – what a mercy she was seeing to some extra bits of washing today. She wouldn’t usually on a Sunday you know,” she added confidentially, “but she was behind on some things – due to her illness recently, and besides, Thursday is her day off. I believe she celebrates the Sabbath in her way, then.”

By the end of this speech, Amelia found herself snuggled up in front of a blazing fire, surrounded and supported by plump cushions. As she sat up and took an interest in her surroundings, the door opened again, and the triplets came in, bearing between them jugs of milky coffee and plates heaped high with honey-and-cream cakes liberally sprinkled with nuts, fruit puffs and all sorts of other delicacies that literally made Amelia’s mouth water, for that young lady had not made a very good meal at Mitagessen.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 25th, 2003, 4:30pm
Yay very glad of your productive afternoon  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Katarzyna on Nov 25th, 2003, 4:47pm
looking forward to next installment - hurry up and post seeing as you have let on you have written more.....

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 25th, 2003, 5:15pm
A ha! I was trying to wield power over everyone by making them beg! I shouldn't overestimate my influence. Miss Annersley would be disappointed in me  :(

Ok then, here is some more:


“Now, I hope you like kiddies, Amelia,” Jo chuckled, “’cos we’ve got a fair few of ‘em here!” She swooped down into a sturdy construction in the corner of the room, and proudly deposited a toddler next to Amelia on the couch. “This is Marya Cecilia, but we call her Cecil. And that noise you can hear from the playroom upstairs is made by the twins, Felix and Felicity. Con, go and fetch them down, will you? There’s a dear.” Amelia let out an involuntary gasp. Triplets – and twins! And this baby?

Jo interpreted the gasp correctly. “There are three more,” she laughed merrily! “Stephen, Charles and Michael are away at school, poor dears. I do miss them!”

“I don’t know why you say ‘poor dears’ Mamma,” said Len, amused. “You know they’re having a simply wonderful time, and you loved school yourself.”

Joey got up and made to chase her eldest daughter across the room. She caught her up in a hug. “I say ‘poor dears’, my little scaramouche, because they are away from the rest of the family and their darling Mamma! Now, do let’s have kaffe before it gets cold!”

The twins came running into the room, followed by Con. “Just in time!” cried the latter, as her mother passed the plate of delicious looking cakes around and Amelia eagerly chose a big one, oozing with cream and shiny and sticky with honey. Jo nodded approvingly. “That’s right, tuck in” she said.

“Thank you, Mrs Maynard,” replied Amelia, rather primly it must be said.

“Oh my dear, don’t! It makes me feel positively old! We don’t stand on ceremony here! Call me Jo – or Auntie Jo if you will.” For that lady already felt an affection for the diminutive girl before her.

“But, is it – is it quite respectful?” enquired Amelia doubtfully.

Jo looked at her and replied seriously. “Yes, I believe it is. Our respect for people depends on our character and our behaviour towards them. Our actions determine true regard for people. Any way, eat up! Have another cake, do! Or perhaps one of these crisp lemon biscuits. Felicity helped me bake these!”

“Well, in that case, I must have one,” responded Amelia happily, with a glance at the fair little girl sitting at her feet. At that moment, Amelia felt a longing for a family of her own, a little sister like this one perhaps. She had been rather lonely as an only child, even though Mummy and Daddy loved her so. At the thought of them, her eyes clouded suddenly, and she choked a little on her biscuit.

Jo ever observant, noticed this with troubled eyes, and steered the conversation towards the happy subject of winter sports possible at the Chalet School this time of year. After a few minutes, Amelia was able to join in with animation, asking questions eagerly, and the atmosphere in the little room brightened. Some time later, Jo glanced at the darkening sky outside.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 25th, 2003, 5:52pm
Thank you Lisa! Please may we have some more now?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 25th, 2003, 7:36pm
Oh yes i agree with Vikki it can't be left there, more soon please  :)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by catherine on Nov 25th, 2003, 8:11pm
Come on Lisa!  Please post some more soon!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 26th, 2003, 12:54am
Lisa, that is just lovely. I do hope Jo can get Amelia to spill the beans and help her.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Esmeralda on Nov 26th, 2003, 2:04am
Gosh - such a lot to read!  Thank you ever so ever so much more that Lisa, but why are you expecting us to get bored?
Quite the contrary, I am avidly looking forward to the next part.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Kelly on Nov 26th, 2003, 5:31am
Oohhhhhh!
I'm enjoying this so much, I just love ballet stories and CS stories, so a mix of the two is so exciting  ;D!!!!!!!!!
I can't wait for more!!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 26th, 2003, 6:27am
Thank you Lisa - really enjoying this - Joey is portrayed really well!

More please!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Rachael P on Nov 26th, 2003, 9:59am
Lisa,

Impressive detail! You've captured the bustle and atmosphere of Freudesheim so well.

You should have no fears about any of us getting bored!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 26th, 2003, 11:00am
yay - loads to catch up on here - thanks Lisa! I specially liked the Jack-Joey part, but it's all great! Please write/post more soon  ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 26th, 2003, 11:03am
More please Lisa, this is really good.8oo

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 26th, 2003, 11:09am
“Len, Con, Margot – how would you three like to put the twins and Cecil to bed?” She asked. The three eldest immediately squealed with delight. “You could perhaps sing to them, or tell them a story.” The older girls scooped up a younger sibling each and presented them in turn to Amelia, who kissed each sticky face rather self-consciously. Len looked over her shoulder as she left the room, recognising her mother’s wish to speak privately to Amelia. She suppressed a sigh, as she reflected on her mother’s way of ‘adopting’ anyone who took her fancy. Would she ever get her to herself? But in the next breath, Len knew she wouldn’t have her mother any other way, and she climbed the stairs carrying the drooping Cecil, with a smile on her lips.

Left alone in the pretty sitting room, Jo questioned Amelia about her settling in at school, and how she was getting on with the lessons. She asked her about her previous school, in a bid to get a reaction from her that might give a clue to her current feelings.

“Oh, well of course, we didn’t study half as many subjects as at the Chalet School,” explained Amelia. “Art was encouraged, of course, and music as those subjects help so much, but maths and science weren’t seen as important.”

“What an odd set up,” mused Jo. “Oh, I don’t like maths and science either, and I’m no good at art, too,” she added ruefully with a memory of Herr Laubach when she herself wasn’t much more than a middle. “But why, ‘of course’ didn’t you study them? What sort of school was it?”

Amelia looked startled and sat up straight. “Don’t you know?” she demanded, surprised. “Why, Mrs M – Auntie Jo, it was the Royal Ballet School! I was a dancer. And, I – I miss it, so much!” Amelia had been struggling with her headache and tiredness all day, and at this she unexpectedly burst into tears. Without a word, Jo enfolded her in her arms, and rested the fair head on her shoulder. “There, there,” she soothed, babying her, ”tell Auntie Jo all about it.”

Amelia’s breath came in gulps as the storm gradually subsided and she poured out her woes. “Oh, you must think me dreadful!” She wailed. “I miss Daddy so much, and I do worry about Mummy, but somehow, that doesn’t seem real here. They feel like part of a distant world, does that sound terrible? When I think of Daddy, I have an ache, right here,” and she put her hand to her throat and chest, “but somehow I feel the loss of my ballet more – more painfully. No matter what, in the past, I have been able to lose myself in my dancing. It’s, part of me, somehow, it’s how I express my feelings. I just don’t feel alive without it.”

“But why have you stopped?” asked Jo, perplexed.

“Mummy sent me here for a more well-rounded education,” Amelia sobbed. “Great Aunt Dorothy has paid for it, though I don’t know why I had to come here, when the ballet school fees aren’t much more.” She knew nothing of Dorothy Bartram’s stipulations on the subject. ”It’s not that I don’t like it here, I do, but there’s no time, and no room for dancing. And anyway, unless I practised everyday and had lessons, there’s just no point. I’ve got no future in dance.”

There was a subdued silence, broken only by the occasional sniff from Amelia. Jo, not in full possession of the facts, had jumped to a conclusion that Amelia’s mother had been quite heartless in sending her away from everything she knew and loved. ‘How dare she!’ thought Jo indignantly. ‘Just because she couldn’t cope, poor Amelia has been wrenched away from her home, school and dancing. And she’s still grieving for her father.’

“Daddy always loved my dancing,” continued Amelia, calmer now. “He and Mummy argued over it sometimes. He believed in me, and insisted I went to all the auditions, and he came to every concert.” Her voice trailed off for a moment as she thought of that last concert he had attended, and the note he had written her. “Mummy used to fuss about fees, and the expense, but Daddy said it was fine, and he’d take care of it.”

Jo looked at her sharply, but Amelia had quietened again. “Have you spoken to anyone about this?” she asked gently.

“Why, no!” Amelia was a little startled. “That would show a lack of character and Miss Annersley said I must remember my duty to God and myself.”

“But have you thought,” began Jo, unthinking herself, “that your duty to yourself includes being true to yourself, and the gifts God have given you. If your dancing means that much to you, and I can see that it does, you should find time, make time for it. Perhaps then your Mother will see how serious you really are. Your dancing might bring your Father closer to you and you would be doing it for him.” Jo meant only kindness in her words, but if only she was to know the effects these words would have, she would have retracted them immediately. Such suffering would be a result of this heedless advice!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 26th, 2003, 12:04pm
Oh no! Poor Amelia, what's going to happen to her? More, please, Lisa!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 26th, 2003, 2:29pm
:o More soon please, trust Joey  ::)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Carolyn P on Nov 26th, 2003, 8:10pm
Oh, the poor child. What is going to happen next, nd why does Joey have to butt in without getting all the facts. I know she meant well, but can't bear the thought of her making things worse than they already are. :'( :'(

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Esmeralda on Nov 26th, 2003, 8:17pm
Oh No!   Poor Amelia, what's going to happen now?
And why couldn't Jo keep her mouth shut for once?
Please may we have more soon

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 26th, 2003, 10:00pm
Lisa!!! Come on! we want to know what's going to happen to Amelia!!




























please

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 26th, 2003, 10:04pm
Oh, poor Amelia. Admittedly this is going to be the first time Joey has made a mistake, but what a mistake it is!!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 26th, 2003, 10:15pm
Is it the first time Jo has made a mistake? I think I tend to think of her as jumping in passionately with both feet and not considering the consequences. So I always think of her making mistakes!  ;D The thing is with this, is that it's not so much what she says that's a problem, but the way Amelia fixes on to it later. I think Joey is emotionally involved with Amelia and doesn't really know what's going on (she doesn't know of the scandal surrounding Frederick Bartram-Jones ...yet!)

It's weird how some sections write themselves - do others of you find this, too? For instance, the bit where Jack's pipe won't light as he's talking to Jo. I didn't remember writing that, and when I re-read it, I was amazed to see it there!!





But that was in the future. In the present, Jo held the girl until her breathing became more regular and deep, and finally the mother of nine knew she was asleep, and carried her to the spare room. Tucking her in, she retreated to the hall way, and picked up the large earpiece of the telephone.

“Hilda? It’s Jo. Look, I’m sorry, but the trips will be returning without Amelia Bartram-Jones this evening. What do you mean, what have I done?! Charming! She’s had a bit of a wash out I’m afraid, but I think it’s done her good. I’m keeping her overnight to sleep it off – I’m surprised Matron didn’t notice how pale she was. She’s had a ‘head’ too, unless I’m very much mistaken. I’ll bring her over before Fruhstuck. OK, yes. Goodnight!”

The aforesaid triplets, coming down the stairs together had heard the conversation and looked at their mother curiously.

“Now there’s no use in gaping at me like that!” Jo said, sternly. “The poor girl’s quite worn out. I wonder that no one noticed. Who are her friends?”

“I’m not sure, Mamma,” Len answered. “She seems to be part of the Isabel – Connie set, but just on the fringes at the moment.”

“Well, will you girls look out for her? I know you’re in a different form, but just keep an eye on her, will you? Thank you, my darlings. Are the little ones all asleep?” Three nods affirmed this. “Excellent, then I must bid you bonne nuit, too. Do you know what the time is?”

There was a flurry of activity, hats and scarves being dragged on quickly for the short trek back across the gardens.

“Good night, my lambs,” Joey called after the departing trio and went back inside to a house of sleeping children.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 26th, 2003, 10:26pm
Hmm, this could be very, very interesting...

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 27th, 2003, 1:36pm
When Amelia awoke, she quite literally did not know where she was. She lay in bed, conscious of a feeling of warmth and contentment as she gazed about the pretty room that featured a freesia design on the walls, curtains and counterpane. She could hear the dawn chorus outside her window, and slowly recollected the details of the previous night. As she did, there was a gentle tap at the door, and Joey’s dark head appeared.
     
“That’s better! You’ve slept the night out! I daresay you’ll feel like a new person today, now you’ve got some of that off your chest.”

Colour flooded Amelia’s face as she remembered her crying fit, and the words she’d said. “I’m sorry – “she began, but Jo held her hand up imperiously.

“Nothing to be sorry for. Did you good, no doubt. Let’s forget it ever happened. Now, you’ve an hour before you need to leave. Feel free to use the bathroom through there; here is a towel. Your skirt has been pressed and is hanging there on the door. Oh, and Amelia,” this as she was leaving, “you don’t have to use lukewarm or cold water!” she added with a chuckle, knowing the rules of the Chalet School of old.

Amelia luxuriated in a hot bath in Joey’s pretty bathroom. She was thinking over that lady’s advice the preceding night. In her mind, it seemed to support what Miss Annersley had been saying. At length, Amelia reluctantly emerged from the bath, her skin wrinkled, but with a new sense of purpose. She looked at herself in the misted mirror and spoke firmly to her reflection.

“You know what to do. Where there’s a will, there’s a way, that’s practically what Auntie Jo said, anyway. I’ll do this for you, Daddy, and I’ll show Mummy that I should return to dancing!”

When Amelia arrived back at school in the Speisesaal  for Fruhstuck, she caused a minor sensation amongst her form.

“Where have you been?” hissed Frankie, sotto voce, as Amelia self-consciously took her place.

“Tell you later,” replied Amelia with one eye on the prefect at their table. “Please would you pass the rolls?” and so breakfast continued.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:11pm
Oh, goodness, this is going to be difficult! Poor Amelia!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:13pm
Hee hee! Glossed over it!!


The day’s lessons were fully absorbing, and Amelia found herself with no time to ponder her intentions further. Her remote expression caught the attention of more than one mistress, and Amelia found herself with the very real possibility of an order mark for the first time! After that, she certainly concentrated with all her might and when finally Abendessen, then prayers came she was relieved to escape seemingly into a book. The others had accepted her as friendly enough but rather reserved, and they let her alone to read at first. Amelia’s reading was suddenly disturbed by an insistent repetition of her name.
“Amelia! I say, is she deaf?”

“Either that or unconscious!”

“Millie!”

At the last epithet, Amelia jerked her head up startled. “What?” she asked, cautiously.

“We’ve been begging you to dance for us, silly!” laughed Isabel. Amelia looked into the red head’s sparkling eyes and tried to catch her breath.

“No, I meant – what did you call me?”

“Millie,” replied Frankie, “I say, I hope you don’t mind. I just thought it was such a pretty name, Amelia’s rather long-winded – but don’t take offence!” She looked at Amelia doubtfully, unsure if her comments would be taken badly.

“No, I – I like it,” responded Amelia thoughtfully. Her new plan – to dance no matter what, and then her father’s name for her – it must all have meaning. She gave herself a mental shake. “What dancing would you like me to do?”

“Charlotte’s got some grammies, sent from home!” contributed Connie, with no touch of envy in her voice. “Go on, Charlotte, tell her what you’ve got!”

Charlotte Harrison good naturedly spread out four heavy records for Amelia to inspect. With little hesitation she pounced on one with a blue label:

“Tchaikovsky!” She breathed, her eyes gleaming with something that has lain latent for too long. “Put this on, Charlie – I’ll be two shakes!” With that, she sped off out of the room, and against many rules took the front stairs two at a time, heading alone for the dormitories. Rummaging under her bed in her cubicle, she pulled out her small hand case, which was supposed to be empty, but concealed the parting gift from her friends in London. Amelia grabbed the shoes and burrowed her small nose in them. They smelled of leather and fresh starch, and filled her body with delight. As she was making a hurried exit, a noise from the passage way made her jump, and suddenly brought into a sharp recollection of the rules she was breaking, Amelia slipped into the first available cubicle. Hardly daring to breathe, she crouched on the bed, listening to the footsteps come closer and closer. Just when she felt she must cry out with tension, the curtain was grasped and swiftly pulled aside.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Catherine_B on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:15pm
Aaargh!  You can't leave it there!!

MORE - pretty pretty please!  

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:22pm
Hee hee! My first proper cliff hanger! Will it be friend or foe?! I hadn't decided when I wrote that, but now I know  ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Nicolette on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:47pm
If you know, write it, please!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 27th, 2003, 9:55pm
Nice one Lisa!  Now take away the cliff please. :-* :-*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 27th, 2003, 10:15pm
Shocked, Amelia's eyes widened as she beheld the angry face of

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by catherine on Nov 27th, 2003, 10:18pm
Please don't leave it there!  Tell us more!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Catherine_B on Nov 27th, 2003, 10:20pm
...  a dozen CBBers, who had charged into Lisa's drabble in an attempt to hunt down the author and make her finish her sentences - ?   ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 27th, 2003, 11:37pm
Liiiiiiiiiiiiiisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
You are not leaving it there are you? I can't believe you would be so mean!! :o :o :o

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 27th, 2003, 11:38pm
*giggles, agrees with Catherine and goes off to look for Lisa*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Esmeralda on Nov 27th, 2003, 11:50pm
Oh no - not another cliff!

Wonderful story, Lisa, but how could you leave it there?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 28th, 2003, 5:22am
Like it - a cliff with only one line!

More please! :)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Rachael P on Nov 28th, 2003, 9:05am
Come on, Lisa - where are you?

Get back here and put us out of our misery!!

(Not that Pat's got any right to complain after where she's left Anna - what a cheek!!)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 28th, 2003, 10:53am
Oh, sor -ee! Did I forget to end the sentence?  ::)

Shocked, Amelia's eyes widened as she beheld the angry face of Matron!

“And what do you think you’re doing in here?” she demanded, her very tone terrible. “You know the rules, and here you are breaking them as you please. You are alone in the dormitories at a forbidden time, and to make matters worse, you are in somebody else’s cubicle! Standing on a bed! What do you have to say for yourself?”

Amelia opened her mouth to reply and then closed it again miserably. How could she explain that she was hiding in the cubicle from Matron? It would show that she’d known she was committing a sin! ‘Should have stayed out there and brazened it out’ she was thinking when Matron’s voice came again.

“What is that you’re holding? You have not taken it from this cubicle, I hope?” The sarcasm in this question rivalled even Miss Wilson at her best, and Amelia quaked.

“No, they’re mine! I – I came up here to fetch them.” In her desperation, Amelia sounded rather defiant, and this sealed her doom. Matron, that paragon of health, who scorned girls for hiding toothache had a secret fear herself. Her tooth had been throbbing all the previous night day and night and it was this as much as anything that led her to her next decision.

“Give me those!” she demanded, and Amelia, with a reflex action, snatched the shoes away and hid them behind her back, aghast at her own daring. Matron was horrified and towered above the small girl in her rage.

“Very well. I merely wished to inspect that they were correctly named. Now, however, your infantile behaviour has led me to decide that you are obviously too immature to care for shoes this valuable. You will give them to me, and I will consider returning them after half-term. For your rudeness, you will be awarded an order mark. Seeing as you like being in the dormitories before your bed time, you may come straight to bed after prayers for the next two weeks. Finally, I will expect an essay from you about the importance of abiding by the rules, together with an apology, by the end of the week.”

With this, she took the shoes from Amelia’s nerveless hands, and held the curtain aside for the shaking pupil to make her exit. Pausing while Amelia saw to straightening the counterpane of the bed on which she had been crouching, she felt a stab of pain coupled with remorse as she suddenly remembered Hilda’s words about this new girl. ‘Too late for that now’ mused Matron. ‘Anyway, she was breaking the rules.’

She watched over Amelia's undressing, then saw her into bed.

"Say your prayers and think about your conduct," she advised. "Into bed, and you are not to talk to the others when they come up. I will inform - who's your dormy pree? Oh, Isabel. I will inform her of what has happened, so they do not talk to you either. Now, goodnight." With these final cutting words, Matron swept out of the dorm, leaving the newly re-named Millie alone.


Had to give her an order mark as I have been given one!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 28th, 2003, 10:59am
Lisa, you rotter! And how horrible was Matron! (What do we all have against her incidentally?) It will be interesting to see Matey have to apologise for her behaviour, or at least she should!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 28th, 2003, 11:26am
Arrggh! Poor Amelia, things are just getting worse for her! What will her friends do when she doesn't come down? Ans what will she do now she has no shoes?? Please post more soon Lisa, I need to knoooooooow!  :o

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 28th, 2003, 11:46am
Poor, poor Amelia. Matron was really horrible there, she should have been far more sympathetic. What with that and Jo's interference, I can foresee some really nasty things happening.

Starting a chant for MORE!!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa_T on Nov 28th, 2003, 3:01pm
I prefer 'Amelia' to Millie, myself, even if the name does have some strange connotations for me.
More, Lisa?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 28th, 2003, 3:20pm
Amelia was my great Aunt's name, and one of my cousins has named his daughter Amelia so it's sort of a family name for us, though it took me ages to stop thinking of Blyton's 'Amelia Jane' who was always naughty! My friend has just had a little girl called Emilia (Which I think is a lovely form) and I'm very excited because I've just been asked to be godmother to her! Never been one before! Very honoured! Also, same friend had a hamster (long deceased!) which was called Millie! So, even though I chose the name I have some odd connotations too!




Downstairs in the Middles’ common room, the girls were waiting with impatience. Just as Frankie was about to go and seek their erstwhile friend, Matron entered dramatically and her eyes sought out Isabel. She commanded her to leave the room, and Isabel, racking her brain to think of what misdemeanour she may have committed went promptly. Once they were outside in the corridor, and the door firmly shut, Matron acquainted Isabel with the situation concisely and then turned on her heel to return to the haven of her room and extract of cloves to soothe the nagging tooth.
Isabel’s reappearance in the common room, caused something of a sensation when she regaled the others with the woeful story. Charlotte looked downcast.

“It is all my fault, “ she began, but was interrupted by Frankie.

“Nonsense,” she replied firmly. “If it comes to that, it’s equally mine, or Connie’s – or even Isabel’s. Besides, how were we to know that the – the silly goat would scram up to the dormy?” She spoke kindly though.

“I vote we should each contribute a paragraph to her essay,” volunteered Connie.

“Yes, and although Matron said we weren’t to speak to her tonight, she didn’t forbid us to talk about her,” added Isabel. “That way we can show her our support.”

“Good scheme!”

“Yes, we will!” came the various voices in agreement.

Amelia was settled in her bed, and simmering with rage. She had indeed been a very passionate child before her ballet dancing had given her an outlet, and her recent temper before leaving home had never cooled completely. Her temperament was suited to her artistic nature; often dreamy, but passionate and when roused, slow to calm down. She lay there, mulling over the events of the day, beginning with the her wakening at Freudesheim. ‘It’s not fair!’ she thought, beating small fists against the pillow in a righteous anger. ‘I’ll show them!’


At this point, a bell sounded, and within moments, the rest of Amelia’s dormy streamed in to get ready for bed. From within her curtained cubicle, Amelia heard their voices.

“Poor Millie, it’s hard luck on her,” one voice reported.

“Yes, I don’t know what has happened to Matron, she’s usually so fair.”

“Girls,” came Isabel’s voice, “remember Matron forbade us from talking to Millie. Which is such a shame because I long to tell her we’re all behind her.”

“Yes, and we could tell her that we plan to do the essay for her, too,” added Connie.

Despite herself, Amelia grinned in the darkness, and felt instantly warmed. She understood what the others were doing, and it made her feel that the world was friendlier. With these pleasant thoughts to occupy her, she listened to the girls’ voices until she drifted off to sleep.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 28th, 2003, 3:28pm
hehehe, good on them!! This is great stuff Lisa, keep it coming  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 28th, 2003, 3:42pm
Incidentally, Abi, Abigail was my other great aunt's name (her sister) and I have it earmarked for a future child...! (let's hope the child will be female, for its own sake!)  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 28th, 2003, 4:37pm
What a lovely way for the girls to let Amelia know that they are supporting her.

Let's hope Lisa's future Abigail is female, I don't reckon much  to the chances of a boy called Abigail, especially not at secondary school.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 28th, 2003, 5:29pm
What a great way to show support  :)

More soon i hope!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Carolyn P on Nov 28th, 2003, 8:54pm
How lovely of the girls, but that was a swinging punnishment from Matey for a relative minor misdemenour.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by catherine on Nov 28th, 2003, 9:01pm
More please, Lisa!  And do something about Matey!  She can't be allowed to get away with that!   :o

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 28th, 2003, 9:14pm
Very generous indeed! Good on them for a clever idea!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 28th, 2003, 10:03pm
Matey definitely shouldn't be allowed to get away with that - I don't care how bad a toothache she had - that's no excuse!

Hopes Lisa will rectify Matron situation soon!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 28th, 2003, 10:52pm
She will be sorry ... but it may take some time before she has to apologise! She is already feeling a bit bad about it! This is a turning point for Amelia though (at last) she is going to be more (dare I say?) feisty? Aargh! Sorry, I don't like that word but I couldn't think of a better one! Expect some more exciting stuff! (When I get the energy to write it!) :)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 28th, 2003, 10:58pm
*wonders what it would take to get Lisa writing again*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 28th, 2003, 11:01pm
A visit from Ellie, perhaps?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 28th, 2003, 11:05pm
*thinks that may be taking things a little too far*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 28th, 2003, 11:07pm
I suppose so!  Wish I could arrange a visit from her for soem other people though!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 3:28am
*wonders who Pat was planning on siccing Ellie onto?*


More soon please Lisa!!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 3:31am
*thinks Vikki would be a good start*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:01am
*stares at KB in outraged disbelief* :o :o :o

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:06am
*points out that it's been three whole days since the last (very small) part, and that the thread has moved onto the second page*
*also makes mention of the fact that I wrote this before you replied to my other comment about NF*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:17am
*whispers lots of ideas into Hilde's ear, to induce a large bout of plot bunny nagging at KB!!*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:35am
*wonders how Hilde is supposed to hear when she's tucked up in bed, exhausted from her visit to Mabel*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:39am
Well, it's subliminal!! Like those tapes you play while you're asleep and when you wake up you know all this stuff that you didn't before!! ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:42am
Oh, is that how you're managing it? ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:45am
How I manage what? Giving Hilde ideas, or something else?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:46am
Giving Hilde ideas, yes. She didn't have nearly as many before she got onto the board herself. And then you were so nice to her that now she thinks all your ideas are wonderful! ::)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:49am
Awwwwww! *sends Hilde a hug!!* :-* :-*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 5:12am
Hilde just giggled and snuggled deeper into her pillow. I think your subliminal messages are working!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Nicolette on Nov 29th, 2003, 8:00am
*alarmed at thought of Vikki and subliminal messages*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 9:49am
Just try not to pay attention, Nicci. ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 12:17pm
*sends Bob a few subliminal messages too!!* ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 1:29pm
Hey! Too much yibbling in my drabble! Take an order mark & write an essay about the dangers of yibbling!


Quote:
*wonders what it would take to get Lisa writing again*

Lots of virtual chocolate (the no-fat, no calorie variety) *trying in vain to lose the stone I've put on this year before Christmas - not easy when I can't do much exercise*

And a visit from Ellie would NOT help, Pat! *runs away and hides under covers quivering with fear*

I've only managed this little bit I'm afraid:

Amelia slept surprisingly well, and awoke early and refreshed. She felt thirsty and observed from the gloom outside that the rising bell would not be rung for some time yet, so she threw the covers back, grabbed her dressing gown from its hook, and padded softly down the aisle of the dormitory. The corridors seemed large and shadowy, and Amelia shivered from more than cold as she crept towards the bathrooms. The atmosphere of the sleeping school felt soft, muted and somehow mystical. Dwelling on this, and her memories of ‘Les Sylphides’ – a ballet set in a half-twilight world, Amelia groped her way into the bathroom in the darkness, rinsed out a tooth mug, and filled it with water. After, drinking, she lent back against the basin, her eyes adjusting to the dim light and pondered her situation.

“That’s it!” she almost shrieked, aloud, then immediately hushed and listened for sounds of discovery. None were forthcoming, so after a minute or two she relaxed and instantly put her plan into action, whispering the details of her plan to herself. ‘Now, if I move the mirror, here – and put the towels on the edge of the bath, the rail is just the right height. I can come in here in the mornings, before any one else is up.’ The thought of the rules flickered in her mind for a moment, but disappeared rapidly to be followed up by the remembrance of Jo’s words: “If your dancing means that much to you, and I can see that it does, you should find time, make time for it.”

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Nov 29th, 2003, 1:33pm
Only if you post more story Lisa!! ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 1:37pm
Sorry, Vikki - just modified that as you posted! Realised it wasn't you who threatened Ellie! Have added the little bit I've done, husband is making me sand down skirting boards (says it's good for me) I suppose I would be a spineless jellyfish not to help.  :(

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 29th, 2003, 2:15pm
Thank you Lisa - looks like Joey's well meaning interference is going to cause grief for our heroine! ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Abi on Nov 29th, 2003, 3:18pm

on 11/28/03 at 15:42:31, Lisa wrote:
Incidentally, Abi, Abigail was my other great aunt's name (her sister) and I have it earmarked for a future child...! (let's hope the child will be female, for its own sake!)  ;D


I sincerely hope so Lisa!!!! Abigail and Amelia - great pair of names!

Liking this story very much but feeling quite worried about Amelia. Think Joey made a BIG mistake this time  ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Jennie on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:32pm
Tell him that sanding down the skirting boards is a man     thing, your writing is far more important.

The useless b******* I was married to used to contribute to the decorating by telling me that professional decorators always overlapped the wallpaper instead of butting it up against the previous piece.

BTW, this was his sole contribution to the work.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:50pm
Oh dear, Jennie!  :( I have done a thorough job working on the skirting boards so have been given time off for good behaviour!  :DI'm a pest when it comes to DIY - I have all the grand schemes and ideas, rush out and get the stuff, then don't want to help (especially if it's the preparation, which I loathe!) Grant is very patient with me!



Here is a some more, just repeated the last bit so it makes sense:

“That’s it!” she almost shrieked, aloud, then immediately hushed and listened for sounds of discovery. None were forthcoming, so after a minute or two she relaxed and instantly put her plan into action, whispering the details to herself. ‘Now, if I move the mirror, here – and put the towels on the edge of the bath, the rail is just the right height. I can come in here in the mornings, before any one else is up.’ The thought of the rules flickered in her mind for a moment, but disappeared rapidly to be followed up by the remembrance of Jo’s words: “If your dancing means that much to you, and I can see that it does, you should find time, make time for it.” Suddenly, Amelia could have hugged Matey! ‘She gave me the idea!’ she thought, ‘and the chance to rise early for at least the next two weeks!’ Her cares forgotten, Amelia flew to the towel rail – her very own barre, and stretched her legs and arms.

Humming softly to herself, she began to work through her exercises, first moving through the feet positions, first to fifth, and then through the port de bras. Her very being leapt awake, and she felt a surge of joy as her body responded to the familiar exercises. She then moved on to a demi- plié, with bras bas position, and gracefully lifted her arms into first and then second as she straightened and chasséd to the left. Her carriage upright, her head slightly inclined upwards, Amelia closed her eyes and lost herself in the customary actions of a dancer in training. Just as she slid her body forwards, lunging on her right leg, stretching out her left foot behind her, with her arms in a graceful fourth, she was startled by the ringing of the rising bell. Shocked out of her reverie, Amelia straightened the room in a flurry of activity, and sped back down the corridor, where she just made it into her cubicle before Isabel opened her curtains and demanded to know if anyone intended getting up that morning.

Amelia sauntered out of her cubicle, and immediately met with a chorus of cries.

“Oh, you poor thing! We were so sorry!”

“At least I’m not the first to get an order mark this time!”

“Oh, shut up, Deborah! That’s hardly helpful! Millie, we’re going to help you with your essay!”

Amelia gazed round at this show of solidarity, but felt strangely detached from what was going on. Isabel noticed her dreaminess at once, and challenged her suspiciously.

“You look awfully flushed, and not quite there somehow! Are you all right?”

Amelia shook herself a little. She felt instinctively that the girls wouldn’t approve of her decision to dance before the rising bell every day, so she said nothing of it. “Oh, I’m fine. Thank you all for what you said last night! It made me feel so much better.” As she was speaking, Amelia couldn’t stop the grin from spreading over her face.

“It was Issie’s idea,” put in Connie. “We think matron’s a – a mean!”

“Oh, well I was breaking the rules, “responded Amelia, magnanimously, “and I suppose I was rather rude to her.” Abruptly, she remembered the confiscated ballet shoes and frowned, but resolved to think upon that problem later.

“Well, “ commented Frankie dubiously, “ you certainly seem resigned to your fate! I’ve never seen such a healthy glow in your cheeks! Are you sure you haven’t been out for a walk?!” She turned away, mercifully just in time to miss the guilty expression that stole across Amelia’s face.

“I hate to interrupt, but Matron’s going to have us all coming to bed early if we don’t hurry,” interjected Claire, drily. With an exclamation the girls rushed to complete their early morning tasks, and they managed to make it down to Fruhstuck, to quote Alison, “by a whisker!”



Where's my chocolate?  ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Esmeralda on Nov 29th, 2003, 4:57pm
Having just been to Tesco, I can now send a multipack of snack size Mars bars - Enjoy.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 5:26pm
Yay!  :P (That's me licking my lips!) I've just baked some scones to a weighthingycher's recipe (1 point per scone, for those in the know) So I can eat twice as many!  :D
Modified to say: Is a 'wat' a rude word? Oh, I've just got it, hee hee!! Weigh -t - watchers!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 29th, 2003, 6:34pm
*Silly censor!*

Good for Amelia! But why do I feel this will all end in tears? ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Nov 29th, 2003, 8:00pm
Yay! More soon i hope  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 8:28pm
After Prayers, the girls were returning to their cubicles to make their aired beds. Amelia had a real spring in her step and she skipped rather quickly round the corner, only to find that she had barged into Matron, of all people! But this was a very much subdued Matron, with a swollen cheek and a headache from lack of sleep.

“Oh, Matron, I’m sorry! And I – I wanted to apologise for my conduct last night. I did not behave in a way of which I am proud. I honestly did not think about the rules when I ran upstairs.”

Matron had been dwelling on her words to Amelia with regret; she knew that she had reacted unprofessionally as a consequence of her discomfort, and longed to retract some of the punishment. She was experienced enough to know that doing so would not make her ‘lose face’ unless she repeated it often. She took a deep breath and responded:

“Very well, Amelia. I feel that I was perhaps – a little hasty in sanctioning you, and overlooked the fact that you are very new. I will retract the order mark and letter of apology. You may also collect your ballet shoes from me at the end of today, but I wish to see them properly marked and named. The essay, and early bedtime still stands, of course, but I am pleased to see your maturity and sincerity in approaching me – even if it was in a rather violent way!”

During the latter part of this speech, Amelia had become transfixed by the swelling cheek of the kindly woman before her. Overcome for a moment, and buoyed up by her high spirits, she leapt forwards and gave Matron a hug.

“Oh, thanks, Matey – I mean Matron!” she cried, then stood back and surveyed her solicitously. “But I really think you ought to go to the dentist with that tooth!”

Matron had thrown up her arms to fend off the over exuberance from her newest pupil. “Be off with you!” she commanded gruffly, and watched the child walk sedately down the corridor, despite her joyous attitude. Matron cleared her throat self-consciously and glanced furtively up and down the corridor to see if anyone had observed this little interplay. Relieved that they hadn’t, she strode away remonstrating with herself: ‘You’re going soft in your old age,’ she told herself sternly. ‘The audacity of the child – ordering me off to the dentist like that! Still, I didn’t know she had such spirit in her; she’s really showing a personality. Reminds me of Joey …’ and with a wistful thought of her favourite, Matron made her way to Miss Annersley’s office to beg permission to use the telephone and make an appointment with Herr Filling the dentist.




Can anyone help me out with the dentist's name? 'Herr Filling' is only temporary!  ;D ;D Ho ho! Double pun!!  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Nov 29th, 2003, 8:56pm
Oh, do give him that name! I love it! And I'm glad Matey could come down a little, although I'm not sure why the essay has to stand as a punishment...

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 29th, 2003, 8:56pm
Herr von Francius, Lisa.  He emigrated from Austria to Switzerland all ready for the CS to arrive!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 10:12pm
KB - so that the others can help her do it and prove their friendship! Also, Matey couldn't back down completely! Glad you appreciate my pun this time! It does look sort of right, doesn't it?!

Pat W - Thanks - I will find a way of putting this in! Also, I can never make the rotating turquoise smiley work on my posts. Do you have to do anything clever?

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 29th, 2003, 10:29pm
Instead of trying to click on it like the others, just type 8 oo, but take out the gap after the 8.  It will show the smiley when your post appears.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Nov 29th, 2003, 10:32pm
Thank you Lisa - glad Matey not quite an ogre!

More please!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 10:53pm
Thanks Pat! 8oo
Yay-hay!

Will everyone forgive me if I indulge myself a bit in the drabble? It is Saturday night, and I've had a glass of wine, & I've something a bit different as a diversion. (I think it's funny, but it will probably reveal a rather sad personality!)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 11:35pm
OK - you've lost any opportunity to protest! Be prepared for some madness! (I'm sorry, but I got a bit exhausted with developing dear Amelia's story tonight, but she will return tomorrow!)


Amusing interlude!
At the behest of Hilda Annersley, Matron accepted a lift with gratitude from Dr Murphy, a new doctor at the nearby San, down into Interlaken. She was some minutes early for her appointment with the Dentist, Herr Von Francius and wanted to occupy her mind, so she wandered to the nearby tram station to peruse the various bills on display. She noted a particularly bright poster proclaiming the visit of a circus to Interlaken. Matron frowned with annoyance at the thought of such undignified entertainment. ‘I suppose there will be all sorts of unsavoury characters there,’ she sniffed disapprovingly. ‘And clowns! I hate clowns!’
In fact, Matron had good reason to loathe that particular breed of entertainer; as a child she had witnessed the departure of a beloved mother for a life of irresponsibility to be spent with one of these despicable creatures.

Shaking herself out of her musings, Matron glanced at her watch and noticed with horror that she would have to hurry to keep her appointment. Upon entering the dentist’s surgery, Matron was greeted by the pretty young receptionist.

“Guten Tag, Fraulein! How are you today? Not too worried I hope?” The receptionist knew Matron of old, and was often secretly amused by the way that lady ridiculed the nervous students of the Chalet School, whilst keeping her own silence.

Matron gave the receptionist a withering look, knowing the girl was a mere three years older than the sixth form, but her power resided only within the confines of the Chalet School, and not at large in Interlaken. The receptionist merely laughed and tossed her head. She consulted the notes before her.

“Oh, Herr Von Francius is unavailable today, but his trainee assistant will be operating – that is, attending on you.”

Matron hissed a sharp intake of breath. “But- but, Herr Von Francius knows me! I trust only him.”

She was cut off by the pouting receptionist’s command: “Herr Filling will see you now.”

With none of her characteristic bravado, Matron crept into the white, sterile room and faced Herr Filling with trepidation. He certainly wasn’t a man to inspire confidence in one. He stood at under five feet, and had an oversized pair of glasses, masking his bulbous eyes, perched on his rather diminutive nose. The size in nose was more than compensated by his rotund belly, on which was balanced an array of orthodontic instruments, gleaming in the harsh spotlight. The fact that he was only clad in what could only be described as a loincloth, only added to the victim’s discomfiture.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lisa on Nov 29th, 2003, 11:36pm

“A-ha!” he snivelled, rubbing his hands in glee. “What can I do for you, my precious?!”

Matron headed for the door, but was restrained by a large hairy hand, dripping with swamp slime.

“Now, come back in my precious!” Herr Filling hissed, his long fingers rippling his pot belly. “Sits you downses, precious!”

Terrified, Matron backed away, and found herself in a high vinyl chair. Herr Filling smacked his lips in glee, and fastened a belt around her waist. “Lie back, and open wide!” he cackled advancing on her with various metallic and pointed instruments. She turned her head wildly from side to side. “Afraid, you are?” he cried, and then suddenly leapt to one side. In a completely different voice he continued, “perhaps you would like some gas?” he suggested suddenly sympathetic. “Yes, yesss, give the creature gases, “ he hissed back to himself, “poisons it!”
“No, no!” he answered himself in terror, “not poison, “ he wheedled, “but happy drugs – yess, that’s it, happy drugs!”

Matron did not need further encouragement, but grabbed the nozzle leading to the large canister of oxygen, and inhaled deeply, not once, not twice, but thrice – and then she floated away to oblivion.

Herr Filling bent over her open mouth and inspected it gravely. He spotted the cavity with alacrity.

“I founds it!” he cackled, “it’s mine, I founds it – it came to me!” and he drilled and filled to his twisted heart’s content.

Almost an hour later, a dizzy Matron emerged, giggling and staggering as a result of all the gas and air Herr Filling had given her. Her nose had turned red and bulbous from the fumes and she skipped down the street in gay abandonment. She was so full of euphoria, that she failed to heed the warning called out to her by a group of workman, and stumbled forwards, falling on her face into a pile of chalk dust. The men helped her up, and offered to brush her down, but Matron was very much on her dignity, and stalked off with as much pride as she could muster.

Alas! Matron’s pride was soon to suffer a fall. As she neared the tram station, a parade rounded the corner, accompanied by a fanfare of trumpets and the noise and smell of a dozen would-be wild animals. Before Matron could register her disgust, half a dozen clowns surrounded her and greeted her like the prodigal son. Her appearance led them to believe she was indeed a long lost member of their own persuasion, and the last anyone saw of her, she was being borne away into a multi-coloured future of flowers that squirted water, cars that exploded and an endless succession of custard pies that were inexplicably on plates.


Then she woke up, and realised it was all a dream!


I honestly don't have anything against Matron, I just got a bit sidetracked. Sorry, guys. I'm sure I've fallen in your estimation. It must be the fumes from the high gloss paint we've just decorated with!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by PatW on Nov 29th, 2003, 11:40pm
What a giggle!!  That was great!  Thanks!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Today at 12:34am
8oo 8oo 8oo

*Lesley giggling quietly to herself!!!*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Sarah_L on Today at 12:37am
Why make it a dream? I'd love it if that was actually part of the story. 8oo

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 1:05am
It was a lovely interlude, thank you, Lisa! *giggles in much the same way Matey probably did*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Today at 2:34am
*picks herself up from the floor, where the fit of hysterical laughter landed her!!* 8oo 8oo 8oo

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 3:26am
*dusts Vikki off and asks whether she's hurt herself*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Today at 3:39am
*admits to a badly bruised knee*
*doesn't admit to various other bruises!!* ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 3:46am
*tends to the bruise, casts an experienced eye over Vikki and goes to get Matron*

Title: *wondeRe: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Today at 3:50am
*wonders which drabble KB is going to get Matron from?*

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 3:54am
Mine, as I thought you'd prefer her.

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Vikki on Today at 3:59am
Okay, that's an acceptable matron!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 4:00am
I'm glad you think so, and I'm sure she is, too.  ;D

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Today at 8:15am

on 11/30/03 at 03:59:36, Vikki wrote:
Okay, that's an acceptable matron!!


What - you wouldn't like to be treated by Matey from my drabble, Vikki? Wonder why! ;)

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 9:27am
I can't possibly imagine why she wouldn't!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Esmeralda on Today at 10:10am
*Wonders what was in Lisa's wine?  Very funny though 8oo
Thanks Lisa.

Vikki - Wouldn't you like my Matron to come & see you?  She is looking for other employment after all...

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by KB on Today at 10:19am
Can't wait to see Vikki's reaction to that one!!!

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Lesley on Today at 10:30am
8oo  *giggle!* Me too! 8oo

Title: Re: A Dancer at the Chalet School ~ Part two
Post by Chloe on Today at 11:03am
;D lol

*sits to await Vikki's reaction*



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