OCR...

Hey, readers. It's been an average day today, as per usual; very poor teaching where science is concerned, mediocre lies made up where RE is concerned (Along with my RE teacher refusing to play a game of mercy with me, the coward) and lots of fun where drama is concerned. Just about the funnest thing that happened was a funzo surprise mock exam in english, where I got to experience the joys of writing about the town of Maycomb in To Kill A Mockingbird. For those of you that haven't read the book, I've compiled a collection of quotes just for you, that may as well have been the title.

"In a pig's ear you did, Dill. Hush."
"Scout yonder's been reading since she was born."
"Looka yonder."
"You go gargle - right now! You hear me?"
"Coloured folk don't show their ages as fast."
"That's m'name, cap'n."
"He's drinkin' out of a sack."

And last, but certainly not least...

"But Jem, I ain't never heard of a nigger snowman."

All super-fun quotes that you too can experience if you let your eyes revel in Mockingbird.

You can also watch the film to see Scout wriggling around on the floor dressed as a large ham, if you so choose.

Good gosh I hate that book.

For all my foreign/differently educated readers, mock exams are usually something you're aforewarned about. By a lot of time. Like, months. We found out five minutes before. It's like, a real exam, for our real qualifications. Except, not.

Oh. We also found out that the future of our school depends on our GCSE (Sshool-leaving qualifications) today, because if they aren't good, then the school's gonna be demolished and mixed with another school at some later point.

I bet the teachers are REAAAAAAAAALLY regretting doing such a shoddy job of teaching now.

Oh, but it's not ALL the teacher's fault.

IT'S OCR'S AS WELL.

Again, for readers that don't know, OCR is, it's a course that we do for science and ICT (but we could also do for english and other subjects), where this particular company sets the coursework to be done, along with the exams. They've gone and set us like twenty bits of coursework for science alone that the school have failed to tell us, until now, that they exist. The tests are abominable, more logic than science (which is a plus) but the coursework is like... Leprosy on paper. We had to like, spend hours copying and pasting stuff onto about thirty pages, then write it in our own words. For one bit, we had two hours of teaching time to had in a full bit, that a decent teacher might spend weeks on. We didn't even know half out stuff was meant to be coursework. Aah well, you don't want to hear about this stuff.

The baby pigeons now have proper feathers *thumbs up* photos tomorrow.