The girls flung their desks open and put their
hated copybooks awaywith audible sighs of relief.
Well, Im not going to have THAT over
again.
Whatever happened, whatever insults it meant
swallowing, she hadgot to keep her job.
It meant more to her to save sixpence than toearn a
pound. The children adoredmaking the map; they were always clamouring to be allowed
to go onwith it.
For instance, there was her avarice over money.
They said good-bye to Mrs Creevy, saidgood-bye rather more coldly to Dorothy, and
departed.
There was so much that wascrying out to be done.
Thatll do, girls, said Dorothy as the funereal clock struck ten.
I shouldnthave thought youd have had time to
READ!
The children were even fonder of the chartthan of
the contour map. The girls flung their desks open and put their hated copybooks
awaywith audible sighs of relief.
As for the others, they are freeto teach or not
teach exactly as they choose. There are, by the way, vast numbers of private schools
in England. Dorothy could do nothing with her at all.
The children adoredmaking the map; they were always
clamouring to be allowed to go onwith it. Im afraid weve been wasting a little too
much time over themap lately. We dont sendour children to school to have ideas put
into their heads. And now, said Mrs Creevy, just you listen to what Mr Poyndersgot
to say to you.
There were severalthings from which she derived
acute and inexhaustible pleasure. Dorothy alsorose to go, but Mrs Creevy signed to
her to stay where she was. It did not take her more than a couple of days to get her
classinto running order. Or why dont you get yourneedle and do a bit of
sewing?
With these, and history books out of the
publiclibrary, she felt that she could make a start.
She wants practacle work, not all this fancy stuff.
Ill tell her what I think of her and then walkstraight out of the house! There was
so much that wascrying out to be done.
They said good-bye to Mrs Creevy, saidgood-bye
rather more coldly to Dorothy, and departed. And now, said Mrs Creevy, just you
listen to what Mr Poyndersgot to say to you.
Not all this messy stuff like potry and making maps
and stickingscraps of paper and such like.
The raw wind sent through her a bone-deep memory of
the cold of Trafalgar Square. Not all this messy stuff like potry and making maps
and stickingscraps of paper and such like. I shouldnthave thought youd have had time
to READ! Its the feesIm after, not DEVELOPING THE CHILDRENS MINDS.
She wants practacle work, not all this fancy stuff.