A dressing up moment from last year. |
The most controversial subject in our house is what the
Upper Sixth will do to celebrate their last official day at school.
Perran and Carenza look back to a particularly inspired last
day when they were in year eight and the swash-buckling upper sixth came in as
Pirates of the Caribbean. They even made
a year seven boy walk the plank into a paddling pool. They should probably have let him take his
shoes off first.
This year, Zac suggested they all come as old people –
wearing baggy cardigans, carrying walking sticks and grumbling about their
lumbago. This sounded great except some
of the more glamorous girls felt it wouldn’t be showing them off to best
advantage.
Carenza urged everybody to come dressed as Wally in the Where’s Wally cartoons, so that anybody
visiting the school would have difficulty in stopping themselves from picking
out “Wally” in whatever scene they were looking at.
The glamorous girls were still not content.
Finally they came up with their own suggestion – Disney
characters. Pretty princesses and
heroines abound – but it’s hardly anarchic.
There will be a vote, so
we’ll see.
No point suggesting they come dressed as their teachers –
the dress code is exactly the same for sixth-formers and teachers, already
causing geriatric parents like me to have difficulty distinguishing who’s who
on parents’ evening.