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In School
My First Experience of Borlase
As the busy corridors begin to flood with nervous yet
excited children, it’s clear to see that September is well and
truly here. I can picture that first day of school, when you
are surrounded by jittery strangers who will soon become
your close friends- all starting from that one day.
My worries about Borlase were similar to others’: fears
of forgetting to hand in homework, having no friends
and getting lost in the labyrinth of endless hallways and
classrooms. However, all these negative feelings started to
wear off when I made my first friends.
My first lesson was English, which is one of my favourite
subjects; the people of my class all nervously sat down,
scrutinising each others’unfamiliar faces. We soon became
familiar with each other, though, as the day proceeded
and we had other lessons together.
Break and lunchtime came by quickly, and the school was
rapidly filled with the lively chatter of vibrant pupils.
Another memorable lesson was music, in which we played
instruments and sang ‘Stand By Me.’ We delivered our
performance to the Year 8s, and overall our show was
successful and the whole experience helped us bond with
each other.
Looking back from the end of Year 7, I now know most of
the classroom locations- though I still have a tendency to
open the wrong door, and this has been a very enjoyable
year. I cannot believe the fast pace at which it has all
passed by. I’m looking forward to year 8 – and all my time
at Borlase in the future.
Vicky Chong Y7
My Last Day(s):
It’s become customary at Borlase that the year thirteen
leavers bid farewell to the school with a few days of
dress up concluding with a ‘muck up day’. After intense
negotiation with the staff, and a lot of fighting amongst
ourselves, we settled on a retro day, followed by a boys vs
girls army-themed day.
After watching six other groups of leavers having their
final celebrations, it felt realy weird when it was finally
our turn. The amount of effort everyone had put into
their outftits for the retro theme was amazing – there was
everything from hippies and nineties kids to Romans and
even a suffragette or two.
One of the highlights of the celebrations was the common
room rave. The windows were blacked out, strobe lights
were set up and chaos ensued – even Mrs Bungey joined
in at the end!
The next morning we all met in Higginson Park ready for
the march up the highstreet. There was a lot of controversy
about whether this was a good idea or not, but in the end
we all had a great time and the public loved it so much
they called in to the school, not to complain, but to say
how good it was.
A more formal affair was the chapel service and the tea
party which followed. The whole year group met in the
chapel for a wonderful service with readings from the
teachers and prefects and beautiful performances from
the choirs; we even resurrected the school song we were
taught all the way back on year 7 induction day by Mr
Gazard. It was a beautiful service that made a lot of people
cry. The tears kept falling as Michelle presented her leavers’
video. It was beautifully composed and brought back a lot
of memories from the last seven years, even featuring a
little bit of music from Busted.
