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Thursday 28 July 2016

Maira's Timetable

Senior Hub Timetable
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Maths
(Mr Hadnett)
Maths
(Mr Hadnett)
Technology
Maths
( Mr Hadnett)
Maths
(Mr Hadnett)
Reading
(Miss Goodier)
Reading
(Miss Goodier)
Reading
(Miss Goodier)
Reading
(Miss Goodier)
Interval
Interval
Interval
Interval
Interval
L.C.S
(Miss Goodier)
L.C.S
(Miss Goodier
Maths
(Mr Hadnett)
L.C.S
(Miss Goodier)
L.C.S
(Miss Goodier)
Writing
(Miss Goodier)
Writing
(Miss Goodier)
Reading
(Miss Goodier)
Writing
(Miss Goodier)
Writing
(Miss Goodier)
Lunch
Lunch
Lunch
Lunch
Lunch

Yr 7 & 8 STEM
(Miss Ashe)
Senior Hub Sport

Yr 7 & 8 RE
(Miss Goodier)

Monday 4 July 2016

Archibald Baxter

“NO I will not put that on,” I howled at the guard.
“You have to...” replied the guard.
“But I don’t want to put it on,” I yelled
“Then you well have to go to prison for 84 days,” he exclaimed to me. “You will also spend most of your time in solitary confinement with only bread and water to eat and drink.”

As I sat in the old, dark cell by myself, I was getting tired and dizzy. I was locked away from sunlight and trapped in the hands of darkness. I was losing more of my health by the minute. I was thinking to myself that I could be dying. I was so hungry, I felt like I could eat anything I could see. My stomach was as loud as a tiger’s roar. I was going to let go, till I thought what would happen.
“If you give up that would mean you would surrender and throw away everything you believe in!” I said to myself.

I was getting so sick and tired of being in this place I didn't care what they would do to me, all I cared about was that the army would not take my freedom.  As I was staring into space and daydreaming about my family I hoped they were alright and that nothing bad would happen to them. I was so worried one of my brothers would be forced to participate in  war. I was thinking of all the bad stuff that could happen to them. Time was going by so slow in there. I was so relieved that I had only 42 day left. As I went to sleep that night I felt frightened. The next day I was shaking like I had stage fright which would never go away. I was so hot, I felt like I was on fire I needed to cool down. After 1 more week went by I was thin like a stick. I barely had any fat on me. I was drawing on the wall so I could know how many days I had left. Once I looked at the roof in the middle of the night it felt like time stopped right then. It was a cold  winter day. I knew that if I hadn’t refused to fight in the war I would not need to be here but I would have to kill people.

By Maira