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November 5, 2012

Inspiring teachers and playground rivalries - what makes school stories so special?

Susie Boyt:

Picture the scene: I am 13 years old in a biology lab, dissecting an innocent amphibean whose life has been laid down for science. A serious hush has broken over this class famed for its chatterboxes. The frog is lying on its dorsal side, limbs pinned to the dissection pan. Vulnerable isn't even in it. The dissecting scissors are icy in our hands. First the skin must be pierced and it isn't very yielding. Bits of back bone are hard, the flesh is dark and menacing. We have rinsed our creatures and patted them dry with paper towels but the reek of the formaldehyde makes me nauseous.

Now, I don't care anything for frogs - things that can't talk don't appeal to me yet - but before I even make the first incision, tears are rolling down my face and soon I am sobbing. What am I crying for? Life cut short? The odour of death? I am permitted to leave the room and I linger in the corridor, clutching my sides. After a while the biology teacher comes out to find me, head inclined, eyes brilliant with sympathy.

"Is it about a boy?" she asks.

I am so flattered I cannot speak.

Posted by Jim Zellmer at November 5, 2012 1:19 AM
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