Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

Operation Scorched ArseDuring the autumn term of Deborah’s fourthyear at the facility, the early rehearsals of theupcoming Woodys Christmas production of Handel’sMessiah were progressing extremely well. Ms Whittonsmiled to herself as she guided the choir into thebeginning of the Hallelujah chorus. She wasparticularly fond of the piece and had takeninordinate time and care over the arrangement.Ms Whitton turned to lead in the altos. As thechoristers began to sing she was surprised to noticethat Deborah Morton had missed the beat. Thinkingit to merely be an uncharacteristic error from hermusical star she turned away, but moments laterwhen she turned her attention back to the altos shewas aghast to see that Deborah was not only notsinging at all, but appeared to be engrossed inreading something she had extracted from her blazerpocket.Angrily the music instructor indicated to thechoir to stop.“Morton,” she barked. “Step up before thechoir this minute.”Deborah was jolted to her senses and hurriedlystuffed the paper back into her pocket. Slightly redfaced she made her way up before the enragedDame.“You’re not singing, gal” Ms Whitton snapped.“Explain yourself immediately.”It would have been an easy matter forDeborah to have made up an excuse that she had asore throat and didn’t want to strain herself, butinstead what followed would earn Debs a place in theannals of Woody lore forever.