Hi, Bloggers. Kami's Blog called to mind de school ah love de most. So today, I'm payin' tribute to WOLMER'S--"Age Quod Agis"--"Whatever we do, we do it to de best ov our abilities." Yeah, Bybee!! Whatta school! MB's Dad was a Wolmerian too, ah heard--a school that helped shape him into a fine father and a fine man, I'm sure. For those ov you who don't know, de Prep School hugged de Girls' School cavaliers side, and de Boys' School hugged de girls' upper school side toward Heroes Circle.
What some girls loved: Usin' de crosswalk--it was de rule.
What some didn't love: Usin' de crosswalk--it was de rule.
What some girls loved: De boys who idled below de 2nd storey 4th-form buildin' an' cheered every time they saw a girl they liked--Lawd help yu if yu slip ever show!--they'd go crazy, until Mr. Barnett would send someone to chase them away. They had de good mind to remain silent, and not to "boo", if they didn't fancy someone.
What some girls didn't love: De same boys who idled below de 2nd storey 4th-form buildin' an' whistled whenever they saw a girl they liked--one skinny boy wif a high curly 'Fro used to whistle whenever he saw me--and his friends used to whistle along wif him. Ah used to hold up mi Trapper Keeper to hide mi face whenever ah had to leave de classroom after classes or at lunch-time. That never stopped them; it only made them laugh--and they still recognized me. Yeah, 4th-form was a perplexin' year. On Sports Day, mi pony-tail clip came loose in de midst ov sports excitement (jumpin' up for mi House), an' de high-Fro whistler retrieved it. Mi just grab de clip from him an' run! His friends laughed, and de embarrassin' wolf-whistles continued. A girl from de neighbourin' 4th-form classroom had it worse; her Dad barked at de boys once, but de next day, de cat-calls continued.
Whom most girls loved: Mrs. Girvan, de English teacher, because she was such a stickler for good grammar, yet had such a great sense ov humour. Our favourite pet names for teachers: Scrip-cha Willie (Scripture/R.K. teacher, Mrs. Wyllis), Miz Bellum (LOUD French teacher, Mrs. Harrison--thunderous voice), Flat-head (boy's school Econ--taught us in co-ed 6th form--he allegedly always told de boys "Gwaan goh play Sunlight Cup!" Not cricket--he was sendin' them to stand out inna de sun as punishment. Wolmer's boys also called a certain teacher Mount EverBreast--'cause ov her generous 'buzums'--out ov respect for de teacher, ah won't say her real name.
Can't speak for de boys, but they always loitered by their fence--EVERY mornin' rain or shine, and critiqued de girls who took de bus to Torrington Bridge. God help any girl who allowed them to tamper wif her, they'd bawl out her bizniz by de fence--one girl's parents removed her from Wolmer's at de end ov 1st (!) form for that very same reason. Anyway, ah won't bash de boys. They were gentlemen for de most part--even though some ov them lurked by de tennis courts like stalkers. If a girl kept a safe distance, de most they'd do is whistle from a distance; they never got into malignin' girls who didn't pay them any mind. Gotta respect that. Big up to every Wolmerian out there in Blogland!! Have a nice day, everybody!