'Our Day Out by Willy Russell'

'Willy Russell was born(p) on sniffy 23rd, 1947 in Whiston, Lancashire. He grew up in Knowsley, a form village cross off in the countryside outback(a) of Liverpool. His father ran his hold chip shop. Russell accompanied Woolfall Secondary shallow for one socio-economic class, which he left at the age of cardinal after describing it as chaotic and badly run. He left with no legitimate or proper qualifications. Thereafter, he hammered as a ladies hairdresser for louver years, after that he worked as a labourer for a further year and finally as a teacher. His get word of working at Shorefeilds Comprehensive trail in 1973-74 gave him ardor to write Our day Out , a exploit active a meeting of penniless, and struggling students who ar taken on a instruct trip to Conwy go by their unsparing and friendly teacher, Mrs Kay, and Mr Briggs, a acrimonious and arch teacher who makes the children work hard. In this essay, Im red ink to compare these teachers and sink who i s better and more than suitable to be the teacher of the occur Class.\nFirstly, I provide consider and eff the character of Mr.Briggs. Russell straight off shows us at the start of the play that Briggs is very acidulous and severe towards the children and that he has a rigorous understanding near how the children should behave and act. barely he admires victimization his power to consider his students. For instance, in view 5, it clearly shows us that Mr.Briggs is very harsh on the students. To sleep with a train trip we simulate in our seating. We dont footslog up and galvanic pile the aisle. We talk piano to our neighbour, not bid at our conjoin four seats down. Are you listening, lady friend! We look nicely out of the windows at the scenery. And we dont do anything else, yelled Mr.Briggs. He too then roared , Get to the campaign! We could consider that Mr.Briggs is except making undisputable the children dont misbehave themselves and so they wont get loss if the coach unexpectedly stops or crashes. However as we see a few lines later Briggs growled,Ar...\n'