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My genuine story follows.
BACK TO SCHOOL. W N T S IN THE THIRTIES
During school lessons, mild mannered schoolmaster Mr Fowler was flicked behind the ear with an ink shot from a rubber band, A boy named Crabby Harris did the job but somehow I got blamed, which resulted in me being whacked around the ear by Mr (Chicken) Fowler. After suffering enough, I jabbed a sharp nib pen up his rear end several times which stopped him beating me.
Mr Fowler was off sick for a few days and I was found Guilty and received four of the best from the headmaster.
When Mr Fowler returned I was moved up to 2 A class, Mr Stokes, the Master, was the Mr Chips of the school and revered by all
George Leatherhead, an accidental friend within 2 B class was a unusual boy and quite huge for a twelve year old, his deadpan face would study you and then he would move on. and the best way to stay on side with him was to be pleasantly polite. George was a nice boy, but easily led, he had a strange accent and his speech always ended in a blur, his understanding of the spoken word equaled his delivery, the only reason George was in 2 B was that the school didn't have a 2 C or 2 D.
George was very good at soccer, and when ever possible would hog the ball and kick everyone and anything that got in the way, he also had this 'White Knight" instinct, whereupon he would go to the assistance of the oppressed whenever necessary. It was about a week after the news Of Crabby Harris getting me into strife with Chook Fowler filtered through. to George. and as I was given a friend status by George he took it upon himself to beat the living daylights out of Crabby Harris.
George had no idea how to Box. explaining the rules to him fell on deaf ears, on one occasion in the boxing ring his opponent hit his face, so George head butted him and put the boot in, George when asked Why? he replied ' in his strange accent " youse its' mese Ise its youse back. later when the junior protection group was formed George was put to good use as the 'Hit man'.
Boy was it tough at that school.
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