“Come on now, don"t be silly,” snapped Mr G.H. Ostly as he banged the ruler five times in rapid succession on the desk. It seemed the class was testing his patience, seeing how far they could taunt their new teacher.
His words could scarcely be heard above the peals of laughter and general clamour.
Mr Ostly sighed. He knew his first day at Spookside Academy would be a little trying to say the least. But honestly, what did they take him for? He intended to show these little horrors that he was not as green as he was cabbage-looking.
Again the corner of the ruler repeatedly rapped the desk, this time with such fierceness it left tiny holes in the soft wood. “Do be quiet. I won"t tell you again. If I can"t hear a pin drop in this classroom in five seconds it"s detention for all of you.”
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