The staffroom was full
as the Jedi Master strode in, his long hand-woven white robes gently brushing
the floor. All the instructors rose to their feet, their coloured robes
denoting their rank and subject specialities.
‘May the Force be with
you’ intoned the Master. ‘AND ALSO WITH YOU!’ Having got that out of the way,
they sat down to swig some Monday morning coffee and sort out the week.
‘Right then,’ said the
Master. ‘Item 1. The light sabres. Again! We’ve had three lost limbs and a very
nasty incident in the tuck shop.’ A groan went round the room...
