The Trial of End of Term

There’s a special kind of hush that falls over a school on report card day. Not the peaceful sort, mind you—the kind that hangs heavy, like the moment before thunder. Children, usually bold as brass, suddenly walk like they’re in a library, whispering wild theories about who failed Maths while peaking from behind their parents.

Anxiety blooms in small hearts—was that one missed assignment that important to my grade? Is a 48 in Geography the end of life as I know it? They rehearse explanations with the conviction of defence attorneys: “But me neva have the book, the teacher nah come ah school, it’s in my bag, I did that one!!!”

Then come the parents, marching into the school like seasoned prosecutors. Eyes sharp, brows raised, some ready to applaud, others poised to question the entire education system. There are the optimists—“He’s trying his best!”—and the enforcers—“If this is trying, he’ll be trying it again next year.”

Meanwhile, the teachers—those noble stewards of lesson plans and patience—sit with the calm of a courtroom stenographer. Because, the term is done. The jury has deliberated. The time for sentences is past tense. They simply stare serenely, watching the theatrics unfold like a well-rehearsed play.

The judge has returned to his chambers.

For them, it’s peace at last. Until the next trial..term.

Powerful WORDS

by Faye Henry David

Cubs, in the comment section, share a sentence for each of our words to reflect the meaning given. Then find a way to use each word in your conversation or writing in the upcoming week. After all, it is important not only to know the word but to use it.

“The more words you know, the more clearly and powerfully you will think…and the more ideas you will invite into your mind”.

Wilfred Funk

To commensurate our Graduation, challenge yourself to see how many words you can find in 2 minutes.

Happy Hunting!

The State of Affairs

The state of affairs at our school lately have been uneasy to say the least. Perhaps there’s been something in the water, or even in the air. This week alone has been rife with strife, periods of panic and the overwhelming sense that “the kids are not alright”. 

More than a few 5th formers have been candid about their feelings of stress and anxiety due to the looming spectre of CXC. 4th formers have been mixing like oil and water, whilst 3rd formers have either found themselves in the sweet spot or stuck in a rut. Our 2nd form students have begun to assert that they are no longer the babies of the school and in 1st form, the actual babies seem to think that they are bigger than the rest of us. 

Such are the state of affairs at Princess Margaret that the past ten weeks have passed in a blur and yet felt like a boulder. And though the finish line is in sight, perseverance is necessary to keep on going. The missing assignments need to be found, the crowds in the corridors need to make their way into the classrooms and the students need to rally like the West Indies chasing runs. 

There’s a lot to look forward to with our house rivalries talent exhibition and the Karaoke competition where even the Principal tends to showcase his vocals. Here’s hoping the kids will be just fine in time to engage in such festivities. With a fairer state of mind, a better, brighter outcome is always possible.