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– and PE was banned; games lessons became videogames lessons, and the PE staff were exiled to the wasteland that lies beyond Northwood – Pinner. And it was with this terrible state of affairs in mind that Winston settled back in his chair and looked up at the whiteboard. Like a scar, the Party slogan was written across the top of it:

WAR IS PEACE FREEDOM IS SLAVERY I.T. IS STRENGTH He began to think of what the future held, and great dread seized him. A shiver snaked down his spine. What would come next in Mr Williams’s terrible regime? Thomas Easterbrook (pseudonym of Eric Blair, Divs)

was rendered almost useless: the only accessible sites taught IT. The School had seen a revolution. Mr Everson had been deposed, and it was now run by the Party for the Reign of IT as the Curriculum’s Key Subject of whom ‘Big Brother’ was the sole leader (and member). He had brought in wide-ranging reforms: lunch was chicken and mashed potato every day – Mr Williams’s favourite

Poetry

When The Rains Came In the highest glacial peaks The trickle turned into a torrent.

The mighty Indus overflowed its banks And the rain thundered down like bullets. He tried to make himself small, To find some part of the land that was dry, But all that the fearful eye could see Was the disappearing landscape of his childhood. When the rains stopped, and the sun smiled He searched high and low and all around. He remembered before when the tide would change, So he waited and waited for the waters to recede. But this time was different, and nothing changed. The mosquitoes multiplied, and his unease grew. His young mind could not decipher These broken laws of nature, How one degree could tip the scales And alter the balance between hope and despair. Salar Minhas (3rds) But no sunken treasure was to be found In the foul and muddy stagnant waters.

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