The Last Of The 27 Brigade

The Last Of The 27 Brigade

My whole school year got chucked out of school a day early yesterday, because of something we didn’t do. I won’t go into details, mainly because it’ll just turn me into a GIANT SQUID OF ANGER and nobody wants to see that this early in the morning. But if you want to know, I made a video about it.

Despite a year nine student’s best efforts to ensure none of us were in today, I was walking this morning, coming to finish my coursework, and complaining that since we were early, I didn’t know what I was going to do until the bell. My friend asked me what I usually did. I said I went to my locker, went to my form room, hung out there…

“But I don’t have a form room any more,” I said. “And I’ve emptied my locker. I don’t have a form any more…”

Everything, I said, is ending.

It’s a bit melodramatic. I’ll be back for sixth form, unless something goes incredibly wrong and I don’t get the grades, but that’s incredibly unlikely. I’ll see most of my friends again, as a lot of them are coming back too. But this still feels like the end of an era.

And so I present to you, The Last of the 27 Brigade. (27 refers to the number in front of our school usernames. For example, I am 27longman_m. That’s because we joined in 2007) This song is dedicated to my form, 11TMO and to the rest of my year group.

The Last of the 27 Brigade

We’re hunched on the floor of the gym we all hate
Trying to think of why we were late
Of our alibis and the rock-hard evidence
That it couldn’t have been us, just call our parents.

But nobody’s listening, nobody cares,
And we wait in silence because the decision is theirs,
Whether to send us home, or let us remain,
With the risk we’ll drive all the teachers insane.

We’re the last of the 27 brigade,
Five years of school they are starting to fade.
Old friendships are cracking and falling apart
But there are still those who stay in our hearts. 

We stay sitting down and watch our friends leave
Under the eye of the teachers, watching us grieve.
We know we’ll still see them in exams and the same
But still we’re not happy to be playing this game.

Everything’s ending, we’ll never unite
As 11TMO, except maybe to fight
For the right to the farewell that we should’ve had
If it weren’t for that moronic year nine cad.

We’re the last of the 27 brigade,
Five years of school they are starting to fade.
Old friendships are cracking and falling apart
But there are still those who stay in our hearts. 

As we walk to our lockers to take out our books
For subjects we’ll never need as writers or cooks,
We hear the alarm ring constantly in our heads
And know it’ll bother us, lying awake in our beds.

It doesn’t seem right that it ended this way,
With injustice, pain, and a real crappy day.
But one day we’ll have the revenge we all crave;
They should have believed us – we said we’d behave.

We’re the last of the 27 brigade,
Five years of school they are starting to fade.
Old friendships are cracking and falling apart
But there are still those who stay in our hearts. 

~ (c) Miriam Joy, 2012

3 thoughts on “The Last Of The 27 Brigade

  1. Ah, the end of GCSE year – I remember it. I swear you’re getting out ridiculously early though! When WERE your exams!? Mine aren’t until next week, and I still have to come back for the second half of term!

    Oh, and you’ll love Sixth Form. The workload is a byatch for the first week, but when you get into it, it’s awesome :)

    1. My first is Monday. We just have to come in for the exams. We usually don’t get summer holidays until the 20th July or later, so it makes a change. Usually you guys finish way earlier than us.

      1. My first one is on Monday too!

        Oh yeah … except I’ll be delayed by a week of DoE this year. Feel better that I’ll be suffering on Dartmoor for my early escape ;)

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