When Lucy first came to me, she was a lively, energetic and happy girl. She was away wit the fairies, constantly laughing and chatting. She was the happiest girl in this school, a welcome change compared to the usual moodiness of students. Carefree and young, she had massive potential. If only she'd behave! Her chattiness often got her sent to the cooler. She was constantly causing low level disruption. Echoing through the corridor, there were often shouts of "Lucy, sit down!" "Lucy, stop talking" and once, "Lucy, get off that table!"
She didn't stick with the "popular" students, although they all knew her name, but that was her choice. She stayed with others who looked like they needed a smile. Oh, that dazzling smile! It was never too far away from her and always made others smile. Her sparkling blue eyes shone with life! She was a breath of fresh air for the school. A bright, lively, happy pupil, willing to learn and share her passions. I loved reading and writing Lucy's school reports. Apart from her behaviour, everything was good. So of course, concerns were raised when Lucy suddenly changed...