Teenage Crushes - Part Two
Freddie Woo writes: I've still got weird feelings for a well-known female TV presenter from the 1980s. I'm now in my forties, work in the same building as her and she follows me on a number of social networking sites. And now, she knows about it.
Tell us about the teenage crushes that still make you go wobbly.
( , Thu 5 Nov 2009, 11:04)
Freddie Woo writes: I've still got weird feelings for a well-known female TV presenter from the 1980s. I'm now in my forties, work in the same building as her and she follows me on a number of social networking sites. And now, she knows about it.
Tell us about the teenage crushes that still make you go wobbly.
( , Thu 5 Nov 2009, 11:04)
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Why I Failed KS3 History:
I was doing pretty well at History for a few terms, where we did the essays that counted towards our exam. The classes were boring, but interesting enough. In the third term, we had a speaking/presentation assignment. This was also the time that the department decided to give us a Temp teacher, who had the kind of eyes that make you go all wobbly... ahem.
Anyway, we split into our groups for the presentation, learn all the info, and draw pretty diagrams. We get to the time we're supposed to talk to the class. Temp guy stands at the back of the class and smiles encouragingly at the students as we mumble our way through 1930s America.
It gets to my turn. I stand at the front, look directly at Temp guy, and say with the grace of a flying penguin:
"Whuuu.... er, ferGGGhh...ummm.... er."
And then I sit down.
( , Thu 5 Nov 2009, 11:13, Reply)
I was doing pretty well at History for a few terms, where we did the essays that counted towards our exam. The classes were boring, but interesting enough. In the third term, we had a speaking/presentation assignment. This was also the time that the department decided to give us a Temp teacher, who had the kind of eyes that make you go all wobbly... ahem.
Anyway, we split into our groups for the presentation, learn all the info, and draw pretty diagrams. We get to the time we're supposed to talk to the class. Temp guy stands at the back of the class and smiles encouragingly at the students as we mumble our way through 1930s America.
It gets to my turn. I stand at the front, look directly at Temp guy, and say with the grace of a flying penguin:
"Whuuu.... er, ferGGGhh...ummm.... er."
And then I sit down.
( , Thu 5 Nov 2009, 11:13, Reply)
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