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Mr Tyler: this

      is your life…


      Eleanor Donkers, a pupil in Mr Tyler’s
      P7T class, imagines a morning in her
      teacher’s life.
      The Looney Tunes theme song blasted
      through Mr Tyler’s ears, making him leap
      out of bed in fright. ‘Every single time,’ he
      moaned. Don’t get me wrong, he loved
      Looney Tunes, but being woken up every
      day by the same song does something
      weird to you.
      He showered, dressed, ran downstairs,
      grabbed a piece of toast in one hand
      and his rucksack (full of jotters which he
      should’ve marked last night, but, well,        Eleanor Donkers takes the strain
      there was rugby on the telly) in the other.   his eyes found a boy. Mr Tyler used to   Pupils go the
      ‘You should hear the kids in my class   let this boy suggest things very often,
      complaining about the weight of their   but now he tended to avoid letting him   extra mile for
      bags and their poor old backs… but mine   as it usually had something to do with   charity
      weighs far more than any of theirs. It   Greggs, books, or something completely
      basically has the contents of the kitchen   irrelevant to what they were discussing.
      sink in it,’ he muttered.             Well, it’s verbs, and he had seemed to be   Herioters showed resilience of a different
                                                                                 kind by taking on physical challenges in
      He stumbled down the hallway and      paying attention, so he had to let the boy   June to raise money for charities. Jack
      kicked open the door, grabbing his keys   suggest something. ‘I got off the bus,’   Clayton (P5) set himself the challenge
      with his teeth, tripping over the mat,   stated the boy simply. He bit his lip to   of running three kilometres every
      and then pulling the door shut with his   stop himself from exploding: ‘got’ was a   day of the month to raise money for
      foot. He checked his watch. Crikey! He   banned word and he had specifically said,   Edinburgh Zoo. Two S5 pupils, Sebastian
      was late, the bus would surely already   ‘don’t use the BANNED words’.     Morawiecki and Hamish Woods, were
      be at the stop. He launched himself into   He had even gone to the lengths of   sponsored to cycle 160 miles for the
      an awkward run: step, step, bite, repeat.   putting the list up on the promethean. He   Edinburgh Marie Curie Hospice. The
      He rounded the corner and the bus stop   took a few deep breaths and then told the   boys split the distance over two days,
      was in sight. He slowed to an attempt   boy that that verb was banned. ‘Think of   cycling 50 laps of Arthur’s Seat in the
      at a brisk, professional walk, but failed   another,’ he said. The boy obliged: ‘I dove   process. Meanwhile, S6 leaver Kyle
      miserably as he missed his mouth for the   off the bus.’ At this, the class, who had   Thomas set himself a target of cycling
      fourth time this morning. He scrambled   stifled their laughter at first, burst into   250 miles in two days, raising funds for
      into the queue for the number 10 and   peals of giggles. The lesson was lost.  Foundation400.
      waited… and waited… and waited…
                                            Mr Tyler was flung out of this memory by
      The number 10 was late again for the   a jolt and a squeal of tyres. He was at his
      second week in a row. Mr Tyler was now   stop and quoting that boy, he ‘dove off
      in a foul mood. This bus better have a   the bus’. He walked a little way until he
      good excuse! And then a glorious sight lay   reached the terrace where he showed his
      before him: the number 10 had decided   teachers’ badge and continued on his way,
      to show up – 20 minutes late. He hopped   dodging cars, pigeons and dive-bombing
      on, briefly showed his bus pass and sat   seagulls. He trudged up the stairs and
      down (on a window seat, the best in his   into his classroom, thumping down on his
      opinion). As the bus wound in and out   extra-super comfy spinny chair. He had
      of streets and avoided running over the   made it in before the children. Just as that
      people laying down a new traffic island, his   thought popped into his head, he heard
      mind wandered to the language lesson he   not so quiet whispering. He checked
      had given yesterday.                  his watch: not quite 8.15 yet. Without
      It was all going fairly well. He was teaching   getting up, he yelled, ‘Either stand on the
      verbs and he wanted P7T to come up with   landing quietly or go outside!’
      verbs to describe an action they do every   Oh, why was he still doing this?
      day. He was scanning the classroom for
      anybody who hadn’t said anything and   Eleanor Donkers (P7)


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