Music, in year nine, at greystanes highschool.

Okay, imagine this:
Monday morning, you get up out of bed, and crawl downstairs, get breakfast, then get ready for school.
Your parent drops you off at 7:30 am, and school starts off at 8:25 am.
You wait.
The bell rings.
You make your way through the crowds of people to get to the top floor of D block before the door is locked, and you have to go and collect a late pass, which requires you staying in at recess.
He shows up and lets you all in, asking about your weekend, he seems happy.
You go inside, sit down, and un-pack your bag.
Someone passes the slightest comment to their friend, and a screech is heard by the whole of the block.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOU ALL HUMAN RUBBISH! SHUT UP!"

No, I'm not lying.

This is typical monday morning for my year nine class.
We go inside, he yells at us, and calls us stuff that teachers can get sued for, and we have to sit there, and take it because the other teachers in the department think that we;re all being racist.
Is that fair?
I tried to give him a chance.
He's told me on various occasions that I need to get better for drumming, (he calls me a "drummist"Wink, and he gives us scroll music for PIANO.
I'm planning on making a career as a drummer, and the way he carries on is gonna have the same effect as english for year 7 did, and I'm not getting into that.

But surprising enough, I'm not the only one who thinks like this.
A student (who will remain nameless) in the class is the brightest girl I have ever met, seriously. She doesn't let what bully's say get to her, whatever.
She agrees with me on the issue.
Her and I have gotten closer as friends because of how bad he is...
God I needed to let that out.
Posted on June 19th, 2007 at 05:13am

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