Please also see William Hayward's 'Week in the Life' account of his first week at Shrewsbury.
Ed Plaut (S)
On arrival at Severn Hill for my first day at Shrewsbury, I felt a bit anxious as everything seemed so big and a little intimidating, but quite excited as well. As soon as I arrived I was greeted by a very friendly group of older boys who helped my carry all my things up to my dorm, and helped me unpack. I was soon whisked off to a 3rd form assembly where Dr Morgan tried to ground us in the basics of life at Shrewsbury, before we were taken to KH for supper, and then had our photos taken for the school database. Another stop on our whirlwind first day was a chapel service with Rev. Dobbie and then a meeting with Mr Nicholas, our housemaster. By the time this meeting had finished, I think we were all feeling a bit overloaded by all the information being fed to us. I finished upacking and went to bed, ready for my first school day at Shrewsbury.
My first week consisted a lot of getting new books, forgetting what books were for what subjects, getting hugely lost (like ending up in the Latin buildings when I was looking for Art), and generally settling in. The first week went by very slowly and by the end it felt like I had been here for months.
By the second week I had settled in and was getting into the groove of a boarder’s life. We still had a really busy timetable, with taster sessions in loads of sports I had never tried, like Fives.
At the end of the first fortnight we had a weekend with our parents, who came up to visit and attend a chapel service on the Sunday morning. The Foundation Fortnight had finished and now we were through the first small stage of our 5 years at Shrewsbury.
Ed Chapman (Rb)
Saturday 8th September
When I woke up on Saturday I was shocked when I remembered that it was a school day like any other. At my prep school there had only been optional activities on a Saturday and I was not used to going to school. Once we were in school it was fine and I just slipped back into the normal routine. That was until we saw the 8 and 9 year olds having a football camp on the Astroturf and I was reminded that many people were having a day off!
Monday 10th September
On the first day of our second week at Shrewsbury it was time to choose our sports options. Previously we had been doing introductions to the sports on offer at Shrewsbury. I had particularly loved the rowing and fives and I planned to have a go at those for the first term. In the end, I signed up for rowing for all 3 of the sessions on offer and also a session of recreational squash. Unfortunately fives is only an option in the second and third term but I am currently doing a fives club on a Thursday evening so it was not a problem.
Alec Barnes (PH)
Monday 10th September
It was interesting to see the amount of different clubs when the third formers went to the Societies Fair. There was even a ferret in a box, which naturally attracted the attention of all of us at one point.
Wednesday 12th September
The introduction to rowing was fun; lots of the third formers from Porthill chose rowing as one of their sports.
Thursday 13th September
Our group (selected by surname) were sent to IT, music, drama or social education. My group did IT and music. In IT we learned about spreadsheets, while in music those of us who haven't learned a musical instrument, or have given up on playing one, were encouraged to start/start again.
Josh Himsworth (Ch)
Saturday 15th September
It was the morning before the New Entrants’ Concert and all I could think about was what would happen in the concert to come, would I be the laughing stock in front of the various V.I.P’s e.g. Mr. Turner, or would my performance be remembered for the right reasons, but before finding this out there many obstacles to get through.
In the morning we had a six-a-side tournament where Churchill’s (the house in which I am in) didn’t do as well as we would have liked, we lost every game but one which we drew. The whole time through the tournament the one thing that was transcribed to the back of my mind was “What would the outcome of the concert be?” I had only been learning the piece for three months.
Whilst training before the tournament with my fellow footballers from the house, I saw my family walking towards me; I stopped playing simultaneously and ran towards them. What made this even more special is that they brought along the family dog, whose name is Coco. This meant so much to me, because we live in the countryside Coco does not see many other dogs or people and when she does the outcome is always barking. But this wasn’t the case and I had a nice day with her and the family while playing in the tournament.
The tournament finished around 4.30 leaving one hour till I would have to be in the Alington Hall preparing to get ready for the concert, meanwhile only one thing went though my mind, how would I play?
In the program I was last leaving even more suspense. Walking up to play was the most nerve racking, hundreds of eyes looking right at me, wondering how I will play, listening to my introduction of what I was to play on the piano. I sat down then start to play. It turned out that I played one of Beethoven’s Sonatas quite well and received many a congratulation, my parents were pleased and at the end of it all Mr. Turner and his wife congratulated me. All the worrying was worth it.