The Weird Kid In ClassThere was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
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Fraser has joined the Moomins., Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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Tom HalliwellOh, Tom Halliwell. Tiny, webbed-fingered, spinally-challenged Tom. He had to have a special seat made by the sixth-form woodworks class because our tutor group was in one of the labs and he couldn't sit on the lab stools with his spine problems. He had his own rubbish Amstrad laptop, which for some reason he was allowed to use in school (something to do with his bad fingers not being able to write well).
Tom Halliwell! Tried desperately to cover up the fact that he picked his nose and ate it throughout high school! Was told to stand up in class and explain what had happened to the ripped-out pages of his jotter and admitted, weeping softly as he so, that he had eaten the paper! Asked to be excused from a last-day-of-school airing of a video of Roald Dahl's The Witches because the bit where the witches take their wigs off was too scary!
Ah, Tom Halliwell. He tried to be my friend. My Mum forced me to spend a Sunday with him and his family, which, although damaging to my credibility in the short-term, helped it in the long-term because I had so much extra ammunition against him. Like his collection of crystal gardens.
(, Mon 22 Jan 2007, 0:57, Reply)
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