We had our parent-teacher meeting for herself this evening. Her English teacher was wildly, extravagantly enthusiastic in an evening of general enthusiasm. Even her year head who, in previous years, has perhaps been a bit more sceptical pointing to both her limited appetite for PE and her tendency to be late for school as things which might be considerably improved, was entirely positive. Herself tells me he no longer has her for PE; he’s obviously given up on the timekeeping. This general enthusiasm is all the more notable as her hair has been dyed a faint but definite shade of pink in open defiance of the school policy which stipulates “natural hair colours” only. Where will it all end?
Skate-board, punk rocker, maybe?
Perhaps, yes.