Item description for Please Sir, There´s A Snake In The Art Room by Keith Geddes...
When bachelor Tom Thorne is appointed Headmaster of a West London prepschool he has to contend with pushy parents and eccentric and rebellious teachers. Close encounters with single mum Anita in the school darkroom - and elsewhere - develop. He wonders whether he will ever be able to move the school forward? Then an adventure, a way to escape. Tom is offered and accepts an appointment as Head of a school in Nairobi, Kenya, where there are very different problems - angry hippos, lions on the games fields, leopards in the garden and snakes in the art room. The beauty and poverty of Africa is enthralling but security is an obvious problem. He starts a family.
Promise Angels is dedicated to bringing you great books at great prices. Whether you read for entertainment, to learn, or for literacy - you will find what you want at promiseangels.com!
Est. Packaging Dimensions: Length: 7.87" Width: 4.96" Height: 0.87" Weight: 0.57 lbs.
Release Date Nov 11, 2007
Publisher libros international
ISBN 1905988095 ISBN13 9781905988099
Reviews - What do customers think about Please Sir, There´s A Snake In The Art Room?
A schoolroom tickle Sep 1, 2008
In Please Sir, There's A Snake In The Art Room author Keith Geddes has his principal character, Tom Thorne, address a series of challenges. Thorne, this principal character, is a pre-school principal, or headmaster, depending of the regime in question. His first task is to manage and strengthen a Twickenham prep-school, to bolster its students' performance in common entrance exams.
Along the way he has to deal with unruly parents, some of which are so despicably attractive that they quite put his off his stroke. There are problem teachers, some of whom scheme, wheel and deal, or even take days off sick. There are, inevitably, students. Some of them perform, others under-perform. Some are almost anonymous, while some excel. There are sports fixtures where the school could do better, and there are success stories that outnumber the disappointments. And amid this, Tom Thorne finds himself a new wife, a new family and, believe it or not, a new job.
Tome takes up the challenge of a headship in a Kenyan school, near the Ngong Hills outside Nairobi, right on the boundary of the Game Park. There he institutes a similar mix of curriculum reform, staff management, pupil stewardship and parental relationship that he used in Twickenham and, you've guessed it, things work out well. Tom is certainly kept busy. In addition, Kenya provides him with occasional experiences that Twickenham would not, such as snakes, hippos, lions and even flowering plants.
Please Sir, There's A Snake In The Art Room is not really a novel. In the tradition of Gervase Phinn, it's more like a fictionalised professional diary, a diary containing the things that were too unprofessional to put in the real thing. It remains of interest to a general reader, because we have all been to school and so we can all empathise with the events, many of which are displayed with considerable humour.
Head teacher Tom Thorne, we realise quite early on, bears a strong resemblance to a certain Keith Geddes, whose own life history has witnessed the exact transformations that the author inflicts on his fictional hero. And so Keith Geddes's book begins to read more like an autobiography than fiction.
It is an anecdotal, light and light-hearted depiction of the professional and personal challenges that a head teacher has to address. And throughout it is also an enjoyable and often humorous experience for both pupils and teachers, despite the fact that navigating its waters is rarely plain sailing.
A book from a bygone age May 9, 2008
Sitting back one afternoon with nothing better to do than to watch Newcastle v Chelsea on Sky, I picked up one of the books I'd been sent to review. I normally prefer to pick up a good Grisham, perhaps Harlan Coben, something along those lines with a bit murder and mystery preferably a little bit sex thrown in too. (hey... we all love it... c'mon) Keith Geddes? Never heard of him and quite frankly sitting down to read about the exploits of a teacher transferred to a school in Nairobi wasn't the sort of book that was likely to tear me away from the big screen. Anyway I sat down to watch the game and the old black n whites fared quite well in the first half, Michael Owen... c'mon you should have bagged two and sent the Chelski packing. The second half started poorly and the class began to show. Within ten minutes Newcastle were a goal down and I went for the book by Mr Geddes. Am I glad I did! The book hooked me in almost straight away and my glances over the top of the book became less frequent especially when the toon went 2-0 down. After thirty minutes the box was switched off and I engrossed myself in a quite enthralling read.
The following day I finished it. It was a book from a bygone era, a wonderful 'holiday read' without meaning to undermine the book too much. Not heavy, not a difficult plot, just a good old fashioned yarn to lie on a sun kissed patio with a lazy bottle of rioja. And that's just what I did. Thank you Mr Geddes for a wonderful afternoon. Shame about the footy!