They had a tea for the former principal in the school today. Herself made a cake for it, organised the collection and made a speech. Daniel sang a song (very good his sister tells me and she is not one to praise him unnecessarily). Michael sat in the hall waiting for it to end.
“Did anyone else make a speech?” I asked. “Well, I gave the main speech for the students but we gave everyone on the student council something to say except one guy from second year who always misses the student council. He missed when we were giving out the speaking parts and he turned up on the day insisting on speaking but we said no,” she explained.
When all of the speeches had ended the little forbidden second year bounded on to the stage and said, “I have no notes but what I say comes from the heart…” As herself said bitterly to me, “He made the event and he made the rest of us look bad with our notes.” He is officially her nemesis.
