Today our
project at the school came to a grand finale. In a way we were sad to go, in another; ouch.
Unfortunately, the concrete that was so
excellently laid down yesterday was damaged by the biblical storm. Not to
worry, the skilful wizard was already there (Ed. Apparently from 5.30 am) to
make repairs. My group worked hard round
the back of the classroom preparing old bricks for re-use. We were a little
groggy after yesterday’s work, which could be seen from how, Karl phoneless Bell (shout out to Ems)<3 11="" a="" afia="" aft="" after="" against="" aglay="" aim="" almighty="" along="" amarillo="" and="" any="" are="" as="" at="" away="" back="" be="" before="" best="" bop="" breakfast="" brian="" brick="" built="" but="" caroline.="" chased="" clambered="" could="" course="" crowd="" day="" down="" energy="" explain.="" favourite="" fire="" for="" found="" from="" gang="" gcse="" glover="" great="" greatest="" griggs="" group="" hacked="" hand.="" happening="" he="" hence="" hits:="" hours="" however="" i="" ice-lollies="" impressing="" in="" is="" it="" jack="" king="" known="" laid="" last.="" leader="" led="" lenavon="" lunch.="" m="" macmillan="" mark="" mclaughlin="" meaning="" men="" mice="" misinterpreting="" motivation="" mr="" n="" nake="" narrow="" nbsp="" new="" nice="" night="" odds="" of="" old="" on="" once="" one="" or="" other="" our="" plan="" plans="" prevailed.="" pringles="" put="" red="" return="" ringlegate="" ross="" s="" seem="" skull="" some="" span="" stacked="" street="" streets="" student="" sure="" suspiciously="" sweet="" take="" tell="" thanks="" that="" the="" then="" this="" through="" to="" tried="" unfortunately="" up="" us="" vehemently="" very="" village="" wagon="" wall="" walls="" war="" warlike="" was="" way="" we="" were="" which="" will="" with="" wonderwall="" woods="" words="" would="">
We worked
hard, and we feel like our efforts were rewarded with a glorious battle of
Volleyball against The King and his local Men, with Captain Carson inviting one
local gent to another war, in a sporting way, I hope, with Cliff’s Captain
America shirt suggesting otherwise. We fought hard, our goal to abdicate The
King and claim this village under the black and yellow flag. We had valiant
warriors in the form of MC Cliff (who knew some rather questionable rules)
which he broadcast on The King’s microphone, Robbie ‘The Monkey’ Marrs (due to
his impressive tree climbing skills upon retrieval of the ball), Adam ‘Machine’
Eakin, Charles ‘Daddy Issues’ Cloke, Bailey ‘The Beast’ Gribben, Aaron ‘we
couldn’t think of a nickname to do with him being ravaged by mosquitoes, but
he’s okay though’ Devine, Jack ‘Stevo’ Stephens, Patrick ‘P-Diddy’ D’Arcy, and
last but not least Isaac ‘The Caballo’ Main who almost dethroned The King
single-handedly. Unfortunately Cliff’s team lost; Scunderland. (Ed. I’m afraid I cannot agree with that and will
be having words with the Mathematics teaching team from INST upon our return!)
Now after
that creative session, we all await our strangely sticky showers and still no
sticky rice.
P.S. Mrs
Cheuk, has Kai cleaned and fed the rabbit?
P.P.S. Charlie adopted a child yesterday, unlucky Conliane!
(He strong-armed me to say that he misses you by the way) (Ed. He’s a big
softie)
George ‘Nice
juicy thighs’ Robinson and co-edited by Theo ‘Man-bun’ Millar.
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