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Thoughts in the Library Study Area, late on a Friday Afternoon From the School Magazine (Insight) 1968
Why is Friday considered by everybody to be a time for being fed-up, a time for sitting back and doing nothing, a time for gently nodding off in Latin lessons and waiting for the sweet dulcet tones of the four o'clock bell? Let us, on this Friday afternoon, probe this drastic social phenomenon which has hurled itself before us. As you well know, Friday is the culmination of a busy, fruitful and hectic week in which we have played our part in fostering English school life. We feel, as any self-respecting English workman should feel, that the week ends at approximately 12-20 p.m. on a Friday afternoon; the remainder of the day is spent waiting for the bell, dreaming of the weekend, waiting for the bell and -- well -- waiting for that damned bell! Now, my readers, one and all, as I see it, there is much to be learned about our society from human endeavour on a Friday afternoon. We are, it is plain to see, quite incapable of pouring out our energies to the last. We have always to stumble at the last hurdle, when the winning post is just in sight. Now, dearly beloved, how much better a sight that last winning post would be if we had jumped that last hurdle without faltering, don't you agree?
Need I say more? I put it to you! Unaccustomed as I am to public writing, I ask you, should Friday afternoons be periods of dexterity, thriftiness, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, or should they be abolished altogether? Should 12-21 p.m. on a Friday be officially proclaimed Saturday? Children, I fear I am being flippant, frivolous even, on this hot, stuffy Friday afternoon. Even now verily, as I am writing my proclamation for public circulation, I am surrounded by talkers, babblers and snorers in this beautiful library study area so generously and thoughtfully given to us.
I have spoken; I am having a snooze before being faced with the long, LONG straight to the winning post - the Geography lesson!! Dyson, W., L6A . . . sleep. |