I was running late! I’d been dreaming and tossing and turning well into the night and, as a consequence, had overslept. I didn’t want to be late for this particular meeting – I sensed I was already on the wrong side of Mrs Dickinson, the school Headmistre...
‘Mrs Dickinson, may I ask you something?’ I asked. ‘Please do, Mrs Lonsdale!’ ‘How else could I get punished at the school?’ Mrs Dickinson smiled at me. ‘I take it you are speaking hypothetically? Your interest in punishments at the school intrigues me,...
As we walked away from the Gym, and towards the Head Girl’s office on the other side of the school, my mind was in turmoil. The things I’d experienced that afternoon had evoked such conflicting feelings and emotions in me. Things I would never have imagin...
Feeling somewhat dazed, I meekly followed Rachel away from the Head Girl’s office, and towards the Detention classroom. The events of the last hour had once again turned my world upside down. How could they not? To add to my earlier punishments, not only...
I knocked on the door that was clearly marked: “Mrs Sheila Vero, Senior School Governor”. ‘Enter!’ I opened the door and stepped into her office. It was very much like the Headmistress’s study, with a desk, sofa and two armchairs, as well as a series of w...
“Get in here now!” “I’m sorry!” “Sorry doesn’t cut it—you embarrassed me in front of everyone! What were you thinking?” “I—I didn’t really expect it to go like that.” “Have you any idea what people are saying?” “I was just doing what I thought was right.”...
