Mrs Tytherleigh sat with her 30 students facing a vast package.The sound of a pin dropping was clear and wind washed through the classroom. The material felt like paper; it was rough; the centre of attention.Carefully, Mrs Tytherleigh ripped the rough packaging and the class gasped.Flooded with fear, they each took a peice from the package and stared at each other eagerly.

The class room was dark;minute leaves fell.Their confident teacher swirved to see an ocean of petrified faces. Unfortunatly for the students, it was that time. to the children's dissapoinment, the test results were in.