I don't know weather I felt joy or sadness when I arrived at school this morning. After arriving late, I signed in as soon as I came within Blue Coats walls and ran straight up to NE24 to get on with my theology lesson, only to be greeted by an empty room, and so I popped my head round the office door and it was as empty as Sarah's heart. After checking round, I was reminded that today our very own atheist was preaching to the kids.
It wasn't until 2:10 that I was met by this face at the back gates:
The colour coordination for once wasn't the first thing to catch my eye (strike me with anger) but it was the stress that was written all over her face. Sazz had spent the day looking after the Year 7's and teaching them some stuff about cultures. (we can only assume that she spent about 10 minutes on different religion, but as soon as it got to Judaism she didn't shut up and got the holiday snaps out.)
After a few minutes catching up on how Miss Hall had spent her day, she went on to tell me the story; with tears in her eyes - of the late Hindu dancer (late as in: time of arrival - not dead.)
In her native Somerset accent "you'll never guess what, the Hindu dancer was supposed to come at 10 to 10, she didn't even get there till 11:10" - clearly the strain of the Hindu dancer was a heavy burden on her broad shoulders and the thought of going back to Oldham Parish Church was clearly not a thought she was hoping for any time soon.
After the R.S department and Mr Ford paved the way for the year 7's save journey to the church, Sarah was seen strolling along behind pushing the responsibility of the children onto her colleagues, rumours suggest that she was too busy googling "sluty maid outfit" on her phone to notice that there were two forms missing on arrival at the church.
In conclusion, the time that was spent with Sazz today was horrendous. She was last seen flirting with pastor Denis, my heart goes out to Dan at this moment in time.
Love to all readers, Luce x
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