The next year, we were to be studying another of Shakespeare’s plays: ‘Macbeth’. We were given the book list at the end of the previous year. I was delighted, I had come to thoroughly enjoy Shakespeare, and by the first day of the new term, I had already finished reading the play at my own leisure. Our English teacher that year was not the same, and I was rather glad. It was a female teacher, Mrs Strydom, and I felt more comfortable with her from the start than I had with Mr Kruger.
