| 17 September, 1942 -- hastely scratched out in secret |
[19.02.09|03:13] |
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Class is dull.
There seems no purpose to this -- more to the point, in as so much I lack purpose and concern with it. Today has been a poor day. I look back in this book merely a page and I see this morning's entry and I am aghast at how wrong I was. I find it woefully reprehensible of me not to have seen through the reports I received about Miss Malaspina for the gossip it was. And to think, I passed it along as truth.
It took the not so polite caress of Miss Malaspina's fist to wake me up, as it were, to the realities of how I have been acting. No more shall I be known as a troublemaker, even amongst the Avalon Tarts the girls of House Avalon.
Even worse, I failed Professor Mathers in the end.
Class is still dull. |
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| 17 September 1942 |
[03.12.08|03:04] |
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| |  shocked | ] |
Do not steal. Do not lie. Do not deceive one another
Leviticus 19:11
I awoke early this morning, somewhat eager to note the final thoughts I had from last night before they faded with the evening. I am writing them down to clear my mind in concern with what actions I want to take.
Last night, before curfew, we had another drill. Again many of the students showed themselves horribly; especially Miss Malaspina and Mr Forrester. They showed up from some hidey-hole in a startling affair of undress. It is said Miss Malaspina was wearing naught but Mr Forrester's shirt, and it was unbuttoned. I have it on good report that her breasts were covered in a gentle blush, as though they had recently been manhandled. Also, because the Great Hall was locked, many students were confused and milled about instead of going to the Commons. I must remember to dispatch a note and ask Eifion if his firsties behaved this time. I know mine did from Caerleon, but they are so much more different than those in Pelby.
Rumor has it that the new girl, Miss Juliana Leffoy, is or was a collaborator. I wonder if Professor Mathers knows of this? I should send him a note informing him of such, in case she is trying to play the Academy a fool. We cannot be too careful in these war torn days. Spies are aplenty in Britannia I dare say. |
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| 14 September, 1942 -- after supper |
[06.08.08|02:00] |
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| |  discontent | ] |
They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind.
Hosea 8 : 7
Well those miscreants who thought it funny to flaunt the rules of the school took leave of this place today. Mr Wood, Mr Stebbins and Mr Pollard are finishing their term with their parents, or guardians, or whomever by this time. Some would have though the beatings they recieved would have served well and proper, but I am sure the teachers felt that anyone who would break the rules so flagerantly once would do so again, and perhaps with dire consequences next time.
Speaking of dire consequences and ways to avoid them, we had our drill orientation today. It went well enough, except for the sniggering few who did not take it seriously. They will cry a different tune if the real thing occurs and they find themselves unprepared.
At least I will not have to worry about Mr Loveday. Mr Bradbury the Elder came and removed him away today. I suspect he took him to St Pantaleons, although I cannot say for sure. Poor little guy -- at least he is safe in Londinium. I will pray for his health. |
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| 14 September 1942 |
[05.07.08|00:45] |
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| |  pleased | ] |
He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.
Ecclesiastes 13:1
It is so exciting here at school, lately. A very important constable has come with two others in tow. I believe he is Alastor's grandfather; more's the pity Alastor is not around. I bet he could tell me some fine stories about the man.
His reason for arrival, although a surprise, did not remain so for long -- he arrested two spies! Right here, in class and everything. I have told people for a while now there were spies in the school but no one would take me seriously.
Well, except for Miss Walsh.
Oddly enough, it turned out to be the Baddock brothers and Mr Greenwood; I would have thought for sure Miss Goulston or some other Tart would have been involved. Strange -- but nonetheless I am vindicated. |
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| 13 September 1942 |
[30.04.08|00:06] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | embarrassed | ] |
Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.
Matthew 7:20
This morning was interesting, to say the least. I watched an actual Demonic exorcism, and aided with my prayers. Right here! Who would have thought? I would assume the creature was responsible for the multiple deaths that have happened here this term. Horrific. I would have thought school was a safer place then that.
Then again, according to the Herald the school itself is filled with troublesome students. That is, students who plan to go out and get in trouble. I mean, we are at War, and we even have an Inquisitor here making very solid and stern rules for our safety -- which apparently various people want to find ways to break. I just do not understand it. And thanks to them, the rest of us must be punished. Intolerable.
I had a conversation earlier with Mr Bradbury and he asked me to keep an eye on his room, where Mr Loveday is resting. Seems the little lad is not feeling well, and shall cry off Cricket. I can look in on him easily enough...it is the least I can do for one of my firsties. |
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| 13 September 1942 |
[10.04.08|02:18] |
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| |  working | ] |
They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind.
Hosea 8 : 7
Today, may the good Lord forgive me, I am definitely not resting.
( Seems I have been called into duty once again. ) |
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| 12 September 1942 -- in the trenches. |
[31.03.08|12:19] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | busy | ] |
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might.
Ecclesiastes 9 : 10
Egads, has this day certainly gone sour. This morning I thought my total woes were merely dealing with those scamps known as my firsties, but now...now it seems all hell chaos has broken loose.
( Curse my inappropriate actions that got me banned from town. ) |
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| 12 September 1942 |
[13.02.08|01:34] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
John 8:32
So far, today has been one of constant irritation. I believe the firsties are determined to test my patience perpetually. Mr Loveday Pendry still insists his father was a hero of some sort; at least in his mind. Pity, the opinions of the rest of arcane Britannia do not make much of an impact on him. Mr Oldman seems to hold a grudging respect, of a sort, for Mr Leffoy and only occasionally spreads gossip about him to the others. Mr Llewellyn is always slipping off to visit Mr Marvell - I think they are friends now -- and I always find him in or near Avalon. Mr Abbott, who hallway gossip tells me is friends with Mr Leffoy (Much to Mr Oldman's never-ending dismay) and Mr Fletcher are certainly acting well heeled, causing me little or no problems; at least they keep up with their studies. Maybe they are just good at hiding their misdeeds. Whatever. All I know is I have chased the lot of them about the school today, keeping an eye on them and steering them away from any potential trouble spots.
Was I ever this much concern to my Prefects? I will have to heartily apologise to them if I ever run into them again in the future. |
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| 11 September 1942 |
[19.12.07|00:52] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | ecstatic | ] |
Joy to the world!
Acts 11:26
( Mary forgave me! ) |
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| 10 September 1942 |
[22.11.07|01:18] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  guilty | ] |
Great men are not always wise: neither do the aged understand judgement.
Job 32:9
( I do not understand this at all. ) |
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| 10 September 1942 |
[18.11.07|00:57] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | excited | ] |
Whither goest thou?
John 13:36
After supper tonight I came back to my room to find that someone has been by here and spilled a large quantity of salt outside my door. What bother! It must have been some alchemy student, or another careless individual. I am glad I came by and found it before Mary came by later tonight. It has taken me about an hour to clean it all up and dump it in the dustbin. Now I shall clean my room and straighten the sheets in anticipation. |
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| 10 September 1942 |
[07.11.07|01:24] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | embarrassed | ] |
I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach wisdom.
Job 32:7
( I knew I said too much today. ) |
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| 8 September 1942 |
[01.09.07|00:56] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile.
Psalms 34:13
( I can not believe this! ) |
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| 8 September, 1942 -- after dinner |
[24.08.07|01:56] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  irritated | ] |
Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots?
Jeremiah 13:23
Things are getting interesting here at school.
( Miss MacAlister asked for my input! ) |
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| 7 September 1942 |
[06.08.07|00:39] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | cranky | ] |
For success cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south, but from within.
Psalms 75:6
It seems my shame continues to haunt me.
( Never more am I to drink. ) |
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| 5th September, 1942 -- In his darkened room |
[20.06.07|02:10] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | guilty | ] |
A living dog is better than a dead lion.
Ecclesiastes 9:4
It seems this week is going to be marked by a string of regrets.
( I am sure to regard these lessons as dearly taught. ) |
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distressed
confused
loved