|25 Jul 2018|
Apparently, all great characteristics of a brilliant teacher.
It wasn’t until the Sixth Form that I was actually taught by Bob. Lower down the school, I tried to avoid him, having heard about his various nicknames for people. It was only when I came to be in his class that I discovered his more caring side, albeit hidden behind the banter.
He would often leave the lesson, mid-sentence, continuing to talk, answer the department telephone, only to return to the room as if we had heard everything.
I vividly remember an assembly that he took. It was quite clear that he’d only discovered he was taking the assembly that morning and in his panic, went to the library and grabbed the first book he saw.
The book was ‘Farmer Duck’.
The assembly involved him reading this children’s book to the whole school, with constant terrible
impressions of all the characters. I’m not sure why this has been etched on my memory; either because
I was shocked at the sight of a teacher making an absolute fool of himself quacking and oinking, or
because I respected the teaching techniques that he somehow managed to draw from this book!
A passion for teaching chemistry and cutting his own routine, he will remain a huge part of my
memories of my time at West Buckland and a large part of the school community.
I wish him all the best in his retirement, although I can’t see him missing out on school lunches too often!