think of the children...

and during this long and baking walk that i took i happened to find myself winding down roads i don't think i have ever been down before and found myself wandering past the fairly recently established Oasis Academy: Enfield.

in the midst of a world cup there is always a sense of energy in the air, an energy that one pupil in particular had channeled into a little bit of critical graffiti slandering the Brazilian team.

it is not the overwhelming temptation to put his mark on the blank canvas of walls erected around a building site that i would like to see the child strung up for, no, it is his extremely poor and incorrect use of the English language in such a close proximity of the school.

seriously, what are they teaching them there?