Goodbye, Mr. Chips Page #2
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- 1969
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When you make jokes to Baxter
against tennis, better duck.
He didn't only get a tennis blue at Oxford,
he got a boxing blue.
- Also first-class honours in physics.
- Biology.
And we don't say honours in this country.
just degree.
I'm sorry.
Fenwick, I disagree with you profoundly
upon the importance of this issue.
To deprive Sutterwick of the chance,
just because that pernickety old idiot...
...has taken it into his head
to give his form an hour's extra tuition.
On the last day of term? Heh, heh.
Chipping's a brave man.
"Wine-dark sea" is a perfectly
acceptable description of the Aegean Sea.
I agree Homer does use it lather a lot...
...but then there are some epithets
we all use lather a lot, don't we?
I believe your favourite is "stinky."
Isn't it?
Forgive me if I prefer Homer's
more colourful imagery.
Twelve o'clock, I see, Sutterwick.
- Sir?
- Come here, would you?
Just distribute these around the class.
would you?
To each boy.
I think you'll find them
all clearly marked.
I won. I won.
I'm the champion.
I'm the junior tennis champion.
The Lex Canuleia...
...is not, as Colley Minor seems to think,
a law regulating canals...
...but a law that permitted Roman
patricians to marry plebeians.
An easy way to remember it...
...is to imagine a Miss Plebeian
wishing to many a Mr. Patrician...
...and Mr. Patrician saying he can't.
She could then reply.
"Oh, yes, you can, you liar."
Well, boys, I've finished.
You've all hated me for this, I know,
but I am paid to teach you...
...and your parents pay Brookfield
for you to learn.
We have a mutual duty, in fact...
...and it's not a duty that I, for one,
am prepared to betray.
This is goodbye for 10 weeks.
May I wish you all a happy holiday.
You may go.
Yesterday, I was their age
Tomorrow, they'll be my age
Sooner, much sooner than they know
And suddenly they will ask
Where did my childhood go?
Where did my childhood go?
When did my youth, sweet and free
Suddenly slip away from me?
Was it so long ago?
Where did my childhood go?
When did the magic end?
When did the future meet the past?
Ending a dream too good to last
Taking away our friend
When did my childhood end?
Was it that day in early spring
That lingers on
When somehow I knew
This precious time would soon be gone?
What does the future show?
Spring will return again next year
And when she does
She'll find me here
Wondering still
I know
Where did my childhood go?
Yesterday, I was their age
Tomorrow, they'll be my age
Sooner, much sooner than they know
And suddenly they will ask
Where did my childhood
Go?
Over by the new playing fields.
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