Changing gear on my bike, my chain locked up and threw me off. Beneath me, my bike slid right across the road, twisting the handlebars and bending the derailleur. Picking myself off the floor, I brushed myself down, but my suit was ruined – and my wrist was feeling strange.
Category: Head Boy
“I arrived at Furze Platt as an unhappy little boy: truth be told, I didn’t really want to be here. I’d said goodbye to my favourite teachers; some of my best friends had gone to other schools; and – worst of all – I’d forgotten my packed lunch. Seven years later, I’ll be leaving as a truly content young men, thanks to a wealth of experiences offered to me by the school.”
A frighteningly fast year on from my own Year 12 Parents’ Information Evening, I’ve sat two batches of exams, helped with the school’s 50th birthday celebrations, and been made Head Boy. And it’s in...
It is with great delight that I can now reveal that I’ve been made Furze Platt’s Head Boy for the next twelve months. I now look forward to a year fulfilling the role’s duties to the very best of my ability.