Luce Speech
Well what can I say; I’ve been at Queen Ethelburga’s for 12 years and still no eagle! When I first arrived at QE at the tender age of 6 years old I did not imagine, nor did my parents, that I would be spending my entire school life here! In previous Luce speeches we have had people cry and do an incessant amount of umming and erring; well I will try not to cry and will keep the umming and erring to a minimum. I first arrived in year 2 where I recall Elizabeth Wicks asking our teacher Miss Maskell if we could have prep… I was shocked but unfortunately Miss Maskell agreed. I should have realised then that life at QE was not always going to be easy.
In Year 5 our teacher Mrs. Kirk thought it would be a good idea for us to raise chicks in our classroom to learn responsibility. This was not a good idea as the classroom smelt horrible and all we heard was this annoying little squeaking. Two chicks went to my friend Katherine’s house where they later died of tumours! Then I reached my final year of Chapter House, where I was House Captain of Cantwara. I loved the responsibility and all of the different charities we got to help. However, when it came to the house swimming gala, each house captain had to swim a length, get out, get changed into clothes and then swim back. Well if that’s not stressful enough Katherine, Tom and I were against Zara, and people who know Zara will know that she is an amazing swimmer. So off we went, batting against Zara’s current. When we finally got to the other end the three of us got out and noticed that Zara had already re-entered and was clearly going to win. I wondered how on earth she had managed to get changed so quickly. So there I was, trying to force jeans and a pair of trainers on. Inevitably, I fell over and banged my head, but then jumped into the water. It felt like I had weights on my feet – perhaps the trainers weren’t such a good idea! I finally found out that Zara had had the common sense to wear pyjamas and slippers!
Year 7 came and Mr. Sibbald welcomed us by always giving us bizarre treats from his trips to America. The main event of Year 7 had to be meeting Ms. Flaherty for the first time… Well that was one of the most frightening experiences of my young life and one that I will always remember, as will every other student who has been in the same situation. Thanks for the lovely introduction Miss!
In Year 8 we went on the traditional French trip with Madame Royale. We did all the normal stuff like orienteering, trekking, mud climbing and making the ‘edible’ bread. To be quite frank it was disgusting and Mrs. Moss would not be pleased! However, whilst on that trip our year had managed to smash 3 windows! I don’t think we were very popular that year especially as Tom Abel locked out on the balcony by Kris, so ‘Table’ decided top run at the window and the inevitable happened. Well done Kris and Table!
I will also always remember Gareth trying to open up Madame Royale’s bottle of wine with a pair of child proof scissors. He was predictably unsuccessful, although he did not give up easily and fought with the cork, to the point of the cork being mixed in with the wine. At this point Gareth quickly replaced the wine and ran off. Lessons were always eventful in Home Economics with us discreetly making jam sandwiches and boiling eggs at the back of the room, which went unnoticed by the cover teacher. I wonder why some of us didn’t pass the exams…
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