lockers, but he had walked out
of the form room before I could. Our first lesson was geography in
room E12. I had no idea where that was. All the other kids seemed
to know where to go. I followed them. We changed classrooms after
almost every lesson.
I managed to
find the lockers at break time. They are in a long corridor on the
ground floor. I overheard the older kids call it ‘Locker Alley’.
The lockers are all numbered, so it was easy to find mine. I
watched some of the other kids open their lockers. The plastic card
has to be put into the slot on the front. It’s like one of those
pass-keys which you get at hotels.
I was told off
for eating my sandwiches in the classroom at lunch time. I didn’t
know it wasn’t allowed. There are all kinds of rules that no one
tells you about. The other kids seem to magically know them all. I
asked mum if she thought the school had forgotten to give me a copy
of the rule book. She said she didn’t think there was one. The
teacher said I had to eat my sandwiches in the cafeteria. I thought
the cafeteria was only for kids who were having school meals. It
was absolutely packed in there.
We did
equations in maths. The teacher showed us how to do some really
simple ones. I have done more complicated ones before. The teacher
said I should be taking notes. I told him I already knew how to do
that type of equation. He said I should make notes anyway. I
couldn’t see the point, but I copied down what he had written
because I didn’t want to get into trouble.
I don’t like it
when the teachers don’t explain what they want us to do. For
English homework, I had to write an essay entitled ‘What I did in
the summer break’. It would take me hours to write an essay on
that. Mum said I didn’t have to write about everything I had done,
but I should pick out a few highlights. I decided the best thing
would be to write about my holiday in St Annes. Mum said I
shouldn’t write more than two sides. I wrote four sides in total. I
still didn’t include everything I had done in St Annes.
*****
Angela's
Diary
Today felt like
the longest day ever. As soon as Jamie walked through the door I
could tell he’d had a bad day. He didn’t speak. He threw his
backpack down, and disappeared into his bedroom. I asked Lesley If
she knew what had upset him. She just shrugged. When I went into
his bedroom, he was lying on his bed, still wearing his uniform. At
first, I thought he was asleep, but he snapped at me as soon as I
spoke. He threw his timetable at me, and said it was useless. He
asked me why he was the only one who didn’t know which classroom he
was meant to be in. I wasn’t sure what to tell him. He gets so
worked up that he can’t think straight. I had hoped he would make
some new friends today. He didn't mention any of the other kids,
and I didn’t like to ask.
After dinner,
Jamie asked if I would help him with his homework. Thank goodness
he only had one subject to do tonight. He couldn’t get his head
around the title of the English essay. Jamie has always taken
everything a little too literally. The teacher obviously didn’t
intend that he should write a blow by blow account of the entire
summer break. I managed to persuade him he should write about his
holiday in St Annes. He wrote far more than I think he needed
to.
He was very
quiet when he went to bed. I hope tomorrow will be a better
day.
*****
Lesley's
Journal
Yeah mum - I'm
okay. My first day back was great. Thanks very much for asking.
6th September
(Tuesday)
Jamie's
Diary
I told Mr Avery
I don't know where all my classrooms are. He said I should use the
floor plan on the back of the timetable. I can’t make any sense of
it.
There are
posters and maps stuck onto the walls of the geography classroom.
During the lesson I kept trying to read the names of the countries
on the maps. The teacher banged on my desk, and made me jump. He
told me to keep my eyes to the front. I kept thinking about