Pretention and fifteen year olds.
I went to a hard-as-nails full on comprehensive secondary school...seriously, a few years back a kid put a cat's head on the headteacher's desk, there was a stabbing in the playground and most of the year 9's smoked pot at breaktime. Most teachers only lasted a year and we took great delight in seeing how long before we'd make them cry (that's just to set the scene...)

For some reason unbeknownst to everyone, we were given some government spening money and they snet us to a schools music thing with loads of artsy private school posh kids who'd heard of our school and didn't want to talk to, work with or stand near us. The final number of this extravaganza consisted of a total ponce teaching us a song a verse of which is :

Drop in the ocean
Drop of emotion
I'm just the part of an ever changing tide
I rise up as rain, I fall down as thunder
I'm just a drop in an ocean of tears.

I know. Awful. Fucking awful. Our school (placed at the back) laughed so hard that the conductor told us to shut up, resulting in cheers from all the private school twats, resulting in us kicking them in the backs of the knees during the performance to make them fall over and trying to out-sing them. By shouting.

And that's why pretention and comprehensives don't mix.

Length? Pfft. It's nothing on the school music day.
(Pixel, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 20:54, Reply)