WILLIE RUSSELL was how we referred to him at school. A head
severe, dour demeanour, and 'though I don't remember ever being in his
class, he struck me as rather an unpleasant person.
He confirmed it for me one day in the following manner, which is,
the door's glass panels. I opened the door and stepped aside, showing
due deference to my elders as I had been taught by my parents.
However, because the doors were set in an alcove, I could only
to detour around me by a couple of inches. Instead, he grabbed me by the
shoulders and contemptuously flung me aside. I stood, literally stunned by
the man's rudeness and aggression, as I watched him stride down the short
corridor beyond the doors and, as he turned the corner, glare back at
me through the thick-rimmed spectacles perched on his beak-like
nose as if I were a bad smell.
It was probably my experience of similar bad attitudes during the
THOMAS MORELL once said that "The first great gift we can