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preferred to make the badges on their computer, had just written their names, some in large print and some in small. When Adam had looked them over, and after her usual lengthy pause, Hayley Price said, “I think the badges will tell you as much about the girls’ personalities as their names.”
    “You may be right. At least I can see who the jokers are,” he replied with a raised eyebrow. 
    Eleanor Stannard usually set a term project for her geography class. Each pupil had to research a country, state or county and then give a presentation to the class at the end of term. They were having difficulty making their selection as most of them had not unexpectedly decided on Hawaii. Rarely had any of the classes shown such enthusiasm for this particular project, but when Adam walked in it gave her an idea.
    “Mr Wild, most of the girls have asked to do Hawaii as their term project. If I pair them off so there are not too many to listen to, would you be prepared to judge them and pick a winner at the end of term?”
    Adam grinned. “As long as they don’t expect the prize to be a trip to Hawaii,” he said.
    Barbara Crook was teaching her class biscuit making. The baking time s were critical and it only took a minute or two to change a perfectly baked biscuit into a charred ruin. As Adam walked into the classroom a buzzer rang on one of the ovens and she invited him to assist in checking the timing of the ginger nuts. She was about to open the oven door when Lisa walked in with a message from the electrician to say he was going to be late to look at the faulty stove.
    Lisa waited to deliver the message until Barbara Crook had attended to the more urgent matter of the biscuits. Her blouses and tops had always been low-cut, but since Adam’s arrival a further blouse button had been left undone and when she bent down to open the oven door everyone who was gathered round to inspect the progress of the biscuits, including Adam, were in no doubt as to the style and colour of her bra. Lisa noticed that only the most conscientious of the girls were watching the ginger nuts, the rest were nudging each other and watching Adam’s reaction, especially where his eyes were focused. “Another thirty seconds or more,” declared Barbara Crook, closing the oven door, and everyone was obliged to wait, but Adam took the opportunity to move away before she opened the door for a second time. 
    Lauren Mathews had taken him at his word that lessons should be linked to life experiences. Her maths lesson s were now based on the economic advantages and disadvantages of renting or buying a house, and the tax advantages of couples co-habiting or marrying.  When Adam joined the class she looked at him defiantly as she explained to the girls how women should prepare themselves financially before marriage in the case of possible divorce.
    The following day Jenna Murray was teaching her computer science class. When Adam strode in she was explaining a computer programming problem to a junior girl. Each girl had her own computer and was allowed to work at her own pace. Jenna reluctantly got up to greet him, but he indicated for her to remain seated. “Please carry on,” he said, glancing at the computer screens as he slowly made his way to the back of the class. Two girls were sharing one computer and there was one not in use at the next desk. “Is something wrong with this?” he asked.
    “It’s making a funny noise, Sir,” one of the girls replied.
    Adam switched it on and it made a whirring clunking noise and he switched it off again.
    “I’ve notified the technician,” Jenna said , annoyed that he seemed to be checking up on her.
    Adam sat down and took out what looked like a pen from his pocket. He pulled off the top to reveal a set of tiny screwdrivers.
    “I suppose that’s your twenty-first century equivalent of a Boy Scout knife,” said Jenna with a hint of sarcasm.
    “It may not get stones out of horses’ hooves, but it does open