Hero Teachers

As another Remebrance Day fades into memory elsewhere on t’internet there is a thread about hero teachers. I had two – a housemaster who was previously a Pathfinder Wing Commander, DFC and bar and a French master who was awarded a MC for having both arms blown off saving his platoon from a badly thrown grenade. Others served without recognition or reward as officers and NCOs in regiments long since forgotten and amalgamated.

And you???

OZ

Wolf flu

Evenin’ all. I know I haven’t been around for a while, but before anyone thinks I’ve ‘done a Toc’ I just want to ‘splain myself.

The first thing that happened is that I came down with wolf flu. Now, imagine parvo virus crossed with the most virulent man-flu squared and you’ll have some idea of how I felt. All I wanted, as I lay whimpering helplessly in the back of The Cave was for somebody – anybody – to come round with a flask of hot, home made chicken soup and stroke my ears with lots of soothing ‘there, there’ sounds.

Nobody came. Sob!

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Little Ralphy – Maths

A teacher asks her class, ‘If there are 5 birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?’
She calls on little Ralphy.

He replies, ‘None, they will all fly away with the first gunshot.’
The teacher replies, ‘The correct answer is 4, but I like your thinking.’
Then little RALPHY says, ‘I have a question for YOU.
There are 3 women sitting on a bench having ice cream:
One is delicately licking the sides of the triple scoop of ice cream
The second is gobbling down the top and sucking the cone.
The third is biting off the top of the ice cream.
Which one is married?’
The teacher, blushing a great deal, replied, ‘Well, I suppose the one that’s gobbled down the top and sucked the cone.’
To which Little RALPHY replied, ‘The correct answer is ‘the one with the wedding ring on,’ but I like your thinking.’