With that weight off my mind, my work improved at Dartford Tech. I was even getting praise. Doris kept some of my reports: Geography 59%, a good exam result. History 63%, quite good work. But against the science subjects on the report sheet the form master put a single bracket that enclosed them all- there was no daylight between them for abjectness- and he wrote them all off with no improvement in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Engineering drawing was still rather beyond him. That report on science subjects contained the story of the big betrayal and of how I was turned from a reasonably compliant student into a school terrorist and a criminal, with a lively and lasting rage against authority.
Imagine that this teacher would have been too good and he would have motivated him, making Keith believe that he had a future in Science or that the teacher would have been compassionate and passed Keith the exam. Thanks to the famous scholar failure, the big enemy of education, acording to politicians, Keith could become a great musician.
Keith was expelled from this school to an Art school, where he started playing guitar. Some day justice will be done with all the bad teachers that helped to decide vocations