Rachel Pattisson (aka "MIss") is a full time mummy and a freelance writer (whenever Those Two happen to fall asleep at the same time). Up until recently, she was a teacher. Many of her teaching tales remain untold. They don’t fit nicely into her ‘mummy blog’ so she decided to make a special place for them at Miss's Memoirs, where you will find survival tactics, reality checks and lots of funny tales from teaching.
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Scary Encounter
It’s late at night. I’m walking home. Alone.
Two figures are coming towards me through the gloom. Teenage boys – men really – swaggering along, all leather and piercings and bravado.
They are looking at me. Directly at me. Is this a challenge? What are they planning to do?
I have no option but to keep walking. There is nobody about and nowhere to run to.
I will not show my fear.
I walk as tall as I can (which is not very tall, actually) and put on a confident (looking) swagger of my own.
They are still staring at me. Menacing? They are approaching fast. I look into the middle distance and hold my course on the footpath.
Are they drunk? On drugs? Up to no good?
I plan to walk past and keep walking, fast.
The distance between us shrinks. They are still looking at me. Their stares are far too direct. These are not merely innocent passers-by.
And then they speak.
This is what they say:
“Hiya Miss!”
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