The Cantona of Ward 35
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The Cantona of Ward 35
https://www.tes.com/magazine/archive/cantona-ward-35
“It’s my second school,” is what he says. And your other school?
“H-O-R-F-I-E-L-D,” he spells, and asks about The TES. He ignores the answer because, journalist-like, he’s waiting to pop his next question. I next ask what his best subject is.
“Clicking my knee.” There are loud clicks from the little knee sticking out of his Manchester United shorts. Eventually, we dig into his full worktray and he shows exercise books displaying a similar standard of attainment to my 11-year-old. Jody seems proudest of his journal and a page is quoted here verbatim for its quality, its perfect spelling and for the brisk lack of self-pity in its final sentence: “Hospital: Two weeks ago I went to hospital for a course of IVS. The first day I was on Ward 36 because they didn’t have a cubicle on Ward 35. On the 2nd night I was moved to Ward 35 - at last! A few days later I got a jumper, teddy, Zig and Zag toys and a badge. The next day I went to the playroom and they have got a video camera and we filmed almost the whole hospital! Most of it was me being buried by soft bricks, playing in the ball pool. I also had 6 needles put into me.”
At the end, he’s sketched a hand about to be pierced by a syringe drawn to the scale of a pneumatic drill.
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