Ms Richardson was our English teacher in Year 7. She was, with all due respect, not the most attentive individual. She was always late to our lessons for some reason. We mostly just read books in her lessons, and one day, Lewis fell asleep in the lesson - we didn't blame him.

To prove that she was inattentive, one day I decided to crawl under my desk, and shuffle on the floor towards her desk. I stayed underneath her desk for a short while, until I decided to shuffle back. She only noticed something was off when I was just climbing back onto my bench.

Max and Sameer decided to hide behind the door one lesson, using their cravat to hold it open. Ms Richardson just thought they were both absent that day. The rest of us, though, could see them from behind the door, and they kept trying to make us laugh during the lesson.

She must have had some sort of a talking-to, as after one of the holidays (either Christmas or Easter I think) she came back with a fiery personality, a ruthless attitude, and even a different hair colour. We concluded she had been replaced by her evil twin sister, Ms Richarddaughter.