Friday, 23 September 2016

B (September)

“Hurry up!” said Blackboard, while Miss Pat adjusted the latest abstract conundrum. She rebuked him, as usual, but blackboards were always hurrying us up. All the Mr Squiggles wrote their cursive Block B as if time were of the essence. No going backward, no getting behind, no bludging. Blackboards got us from A to B. The future beckoned, with so much to believe. A ‘B’ was nothing to be ashamed of. Behaviour had so much to do with belonging. “To be, or not to be. Discuss.” No backward scripts, no bad grammar, no copying. How we longed for September holidays.

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