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Goodbye, Park High
“Goodbye to all my friends The time has come for me to go. Goodbye to all the souls who sailed with me so long. The coffee pot is cold …
“Goodbye to all my friends The time has come for me to go. Goodbye to all the souls who sailed with me so long. The coffee pot is cold …
One of the many lies we tell ourselves about the summer term is the one about ‘gained time’. For teachers, struggling through the spring term and faced with the inhumane amount …
Our final class is done and the ink is dry on your exam papers. It will be strange to think that we will not be part of each others lives anymore, I will never mark another one of your essays nor will you have to put up with my appalling jokes and long-winded stories.