10 Mr Phobe's Fear

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MR PHOBE'S FEAR NOT ALL OF THE world's worst teachers are VILLAINS. Some are just very, very, very bad teachers. This is the story of a very, very, very, very, very bad teacher. A teacher so bad, in fact, that he never, ever taught.

A teacher who doesn't teach? What nonsense is this? Please let me explain. Mr Phobe was a HEAD teacher. Mr Phobe was in many ways a model teacher with his: RECTANGULAR GLASSES NEATLY COMBED HAIR NOT-TOO-BIG AND NOT-TOO-SMALL MOUSTACHE PRESSED WHITE SHIRT STRIPED CLUB TIE POCKET SQUARE SMART GREY THREE-PIECE SUIT MATCHING SOCKS HIGHLY POLISHED SHOES

However, Mr Phobe had a fear. A frightful fear that made his... hair stand up... eyes water... teeth chatter... ears POP... throat tighten... nostrils flare... stomach churn... elbows burn... hands shake... hands sweat... feet curl... and his knees knock...

It was a fear so huge that when Mr Phobe was confronted with it he would SCREAM the school down. "ARGH!" Then he would run and hide. The headmaster had hiding places all over the school: Under his desk In the cleaning cupboard

Behind some books on a shelf in the library Up a climbing frame In the trophy cabinet Inside a tuba