You were in 11th grade, you had the friendliest class and you had self-government day. You taught chemistry, and Simon Riley looked after safety.

He came into your office and sat down at the teacher’s table, he watched as you taught a chemistry lesson to the eighth grade, which was unmanageable. Simon crossed his legs and looked at you and then at the class. Unable to bear the noise, Simon barked

– quietly - Simon barked at the whole class and the class became quiet