The dreaded mark reading in Bishops

Do you remember …………………………… These days were planned well in advance Noted in the school calendar- and dreaded by most. When they arrived a general gloom pervaded the atmosphere The time would vary but the somber mood would remain Dragging footsteps- some had to almost be pushed and goaded into the Harding hall Lines of boys who hoped that the earth would open and swallow them up The lectern and the microphone looked more ominous than ever And then a figure – larger than life – draped in a big black gown would stride in – B W ROBERTS The Principal and who else -----------OH GOD save me was the general thought in the hall “I wish lightening would strike me dead” thought most to themselves. It was the dreaded MARK READING for the senior school 9A- 1st in class / 2nd in Class/ 3rd in class- they would go up on stage and shake hands- beaming How the hell were they so clever moaned the rest under their breath The other First divisions are …………………….. 10 or 12 names were read out- clap clap clap ( keep it short and crisp bellowed out Mr Roberts) In second division we have-------------------about 20 names read out followed by a few claps In third division we have – another 10 names – muted claps “ You third division guys – WAKEY WAKEY- or else you will soon find yourselves flunking “ Now we come to the geniuses – the dodgers, the wasters. You’re wasting your fathers’ money and you will come to no good Take a step forward when I call your name 10 or 12 poor souls would be named and they would take a step forward They would almost look as if they were being led to the guillotine Mr Roberts would then grind them into the dust with all sorts of comments In his heart he just wanted them to study and pass The ordeal over they would step back in line and breathe  again No one from that line looked up and were often told LOOK ME IN THE EYE……………… This happened class after class. When it came to class ten it was worse There were Prefects and Captains and they hated being named and shamed But Mr Roberts did not care He named, he shamed, he pulled his punches and he shamed again Pin drop silence No one dared to cough or sneeze . If he could remember finer details they were mentioned If they had been caned, punished, caught bunking – it was remembered. He had the memory of an elephant- nothing went unnoticed. He laughed, he sniggered, he commented and he stared If stares could kill many would have been dead. When it was all over everyone breathed again. All of you get back to class and get your brains in order if not you will get my size 10 boot where it hurts the most. The mark reading was over. Staff and boys left the hall in silence – the boarders study was extra quiet that evening Even the masters looked like frightened school boys Normalcy reigned again.