But what possessed Mrs Grove to suggest a 70's themed night out at our house for Gr11's, I'll never know, but that she did. Now Mr Grove isn't one for fashion, fancy dress or dancing so the prospect of a 70's night has been daunting for all the passed weeks since it was announced, last term, I think! When it comes to things like this I am lost and way out of my league, for starters, "What do I need to look like?"
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| Mrs Groves Tutor group |
Turns out Google's pictures of 70's clothes and Chingola High Street market clothing options aren't poles apart though they don't sell such clothes as '70's items' and sellers were very amused that such a "young man" would be looking for bell bottoms! Having obtained a white shirt with patches on the collar and cuffs, check jacket and trousers allowed me a sigh of relief: at least I could be unfashionable enough to be in the 70's.
Then came my PE lesson, back to reality. Now someone once said, "There is nothing new under the sun" so I think I am safe in assuming that other teachers have been where I was Wednesday afternoon. I had to seriously question myself, "Have I taught these guys anything???" Our high jump lesson was an absolute disaster, so after an hour, 4 broken high jump lathes and a few near death experiences, I went home not a little depressed, but only for an hour because then it was 70's. Can a day get any worse?
Having collected the students I dressed up feeling strangely at home in my unfashionable nature. I entered the living room in my very tight white shirt (note for next time is try clothes on before buying!) and the Beegees "staying alive" blaring and received rapturous applause for my efforts making me forget all the days woes. Thank you gr11 for giving us a very enjoyable evening and putting effort into your outfits, it made our day having you over!
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| Playing Dingbats |
Contributed by: Mr Grove
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