05-02-09 · 1:07 pm
“French <- Hard -> Eng Lit. Nig came up, we went out on bikes tracking over woods”
Comedian Jimmy Carr once said “the problem with Canada is that half of them speak French and the other half let them”.
I’m in agreement with that. French is a horrible guttural language – not the ‘sexy’ number many women coo over.
No wonder I found the subject hard today – I’m sure it fell into my personal ‘why bother?’ category…. plus I really didn’t like the teacher who taught it.
I’m surprised I found English Literature hard though – perhaps I had to read something more challenging than Melody Maker?
10-06-08 · 9:00 am
This shows how hard I worked as a 15-year-old schoolkid!
Here’s my school timetable, at least (presumably) for January – July 1973. (The diary makes no reference to a timetable from Sept 1973 onwards… maybe it was the same schedule?)
I had Economics (as in ‘world financials’, not ‘home economics’ and all that cookery nonsense) to kick off the week, followed by Religious Education (ha!) and English Composition after the break. Monday afternoon was History, French, Physics and Maths.
Tuesday morning consisted of a double period of Technical Drawing (TD), Geography and (the dreaded) Gym, whilst the afternoon offered up (more) Geography, French, English and History. (I have no idea why the two Geog lessons of the day weren’t twinned together)
Wednesday commenced with French (“quelle horreur”) followed by Grography (again??), SINGING (!!!???!!!) and Maths and after lunch I was subjected to English Drama, History and a double TD.
Thursday started off BAD for me with double Games (outdoor physical nonsense like football, hockey, basketball, running, cross-country leg tiring) with Physics and French after the morning break. The afternoon threatened double Maths and double English.
My Fridays were top and tailed with double Economics and double Physics with French, Maths, History and Geography in between.
The one thing I really CAN’T remember is that the timetable suggests we had preset evenings for specific homework. The nights don’t even seem to always line up with next day lessons, so what was the point I wonder?
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