would like to record our deep sympathy. Our timetable was planned for us, and we embarked upon a sixth form drama group, who were reading Dr. Faustus. Next came the lunch break, where we were separated and fed in a house communal room. In the afternoon a visit to double History was arranged for us, which was most entertaining. The remainder of the afternoon lessons was occupied with a guided tour of the school. At four o'clock we departed, individually, to the houses of our hosts, where we spent a most enjoyable evening in the company of their respective parents. The following morning we returned in time for morning assembly, which was conducted by the more senior pupils. It was based upon "pop" music festivals and included a relevant "pop" record. We then paid a visit to double Maths, which was of a rather high standard for us to comprehend. The remainder of the morning was taken up by an impromptu tour of the classes and a visit to a sixth form Physics lesson. We visited the Art, Woodwork, P.T. and Metalwork classes, all for a short duration. The school had an excellent "technical" block, which we were most impressed with. In the afternoon we visited the school farm, which had a horse, pigs and various fowl. We also visited another History lesson and conversed with many people. We were most impressed with the school, which had excellent facilities. Among many other things, it had 'three gymnasiums, one of which was no longer used. The visit was a marvellous opportunity to see the functioning of a co-educational comprehensive school. We are particularly grateful to Mr. I'Anson for taking us, our hosts, and to Wombwell High School for tolerating such rudely obtrusive and inquisitive people. Simon Robinson Philip Gooder Simon Ford
THE THRESHOLD AN ANTHOLOGY FROM THE FIRST AND SECOND YEARS
THE TREE An apple tree standing by the side of the road, Where perhaps somebody left an apple core, After a day in the country; Grown up with the help of nature. Apples like glimmering red light bulbs; The tree still covered by apples, And weighed down by them, Weeping with this weight of fruit. In a few days they will start falling, Like small meteors from out of the sky, And bruised as they land on the verge; To be eaten by people or insects, Whichever get them first.
C. A. 33
HODGE,
IVth Form
