The senior classes are leaving. They leave in a haze of blind panic, photocopied handouts and school shirts covered in felt pen signatures. They have their fun as they leave and the teachers discuss, with nostalgia, the antics of previous year groups. Older stories of the goings on of other schools are also shared. One involves a cow being brought in and taken up stairs (apparently it is easy to take a cow up stairs) and then being trapped on the school’s first floor (apparently it is difficult to take a cow down stairs). However, the top prize has to go to an unnamed large school in Belfast; three sheep were released in the school with dye on their wool numbering them 1, 2 and 4. Genius.
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