[♪]
I know them all.
Go ahead. Try me.
- You should Felix.
We've been over them a million times.
Father will kill me if I fail.
I know all the answers.
Aren't you special Cecily.
Honestly, all you have to do is memorize the book.
Easy for you to say Felicity.
You're her favourite.
She doesn't pick on you.
I can say them in my sleep.
Kings and queens - it's not so hard.
It's Miss King what's hard.
I hope she doesn't call on me.
No.
Edward Rae.
Sit down.
You'd be well advised to read the lesson
before coming to class.
I expect better, children.
Indeed I do.
Need I remind you that the finals
for the competition are in two weeks times.
And the honour of Avonlea rests on your shoulders.
Now.
Cecily, who lost England to the Danes?
Too long. Sit.
Sally Potts.
The answer?
The English king who lost the country was...
ummm.....
Alfie Bugle?
......Sit.
Felix King.
Up... up...up...up...
Perhaps you'll name for us the King of England
who lost his country to the Danes?
Ethel...
It was...it was a man....
[coughing] Eth....Ethel...
With a girl's name!
Eth....Ethel...
Felix King really!
Your mind is very like your desk.
Yeah, square and made of wood!
Boys.
Tha's enough, Edward Rae.
You certainly have nothing to laugh about Edward Rae,
as you'll note from the results of these history examinations.
D....? !
And neither do the rest of you for that matter.
Felix King...
D minus....? !
Elvira - what do you think of this one?
Oh my, that's quite daring don't you think Janet?
You don't have to tell me.
She is absolutely outrageous.
I'd like to tell her what for.
Always thinks she knows more than the rest of us.
Whatever is the matter?
Hetty King.
She's driving my poor Alfie to dyspepsia.
My Sally's taken to her bed with a hot water bottle.
Something must be done.
You won't budge Hetty.
I know of only one person who can do that.
Alec.
Your hair looks lovely, Mother.
Do you think so dear?
Hmmm.
It's lovely.
Now, how was school today, children?
Well?
I'm not going back!
Cecily . . .
dear . . .
It's not my fault.
Aunt Hetty makes me nervous.
Felix . . .
What has gotten into them?
Felix got a D- on the history exam.
And Cecily didn't do much better.
Oh.
I however received an A.
I don't know what they're all complaining about.
Alec . . .
Alec, are you awake?
Janet.
It's late.
I'm tired.
Whatever it is, I'm sorry.
Everybody's upset about Hetty.
She's pushing the children too far.
She actually frightens them.
That is ridiculous.
I got an earful in the General Store today.
Half the parents in town are upset and angry.
They can't all be wrong.
The children aren't the problem.
It's your sister!
Isn't it always.
We should do something.
Right now, Janet, I am going to get some sleep.
Now, the first order of business is to elect
a new member for the schoolboard.
Are there any nominations...
or indeed volunteers for this challenging position?
I'll say it's a challenge!
Well there must be someone?
Mrs. Potts? . . .
Yes.
You're an excellent candidate.
Oh, no! . . . no!
Well I...I fully appreciate how challenging the position
is...we've all thought about it. . .
it was discussed recently. . .
Get on with it.
I nominate Alec King.
I second the nomination!
Yes!
Alec King!
[applause]
Apparently it's unanimous Alec!
Congratulations!
We all know you'll hold up your end, Alec King.
I think, you have no option, but to accept.
That's what.
Well, I don't know what to say...
Thank you. I'll do my best.
Ummm....there is... there is one matter
I would like to discuss.
Alec!
There are rules to abide by.
An agenda.
Forget the rules!
I want to hear what Alec has to say!
Thank you.
Hetty....I...I believe that you are an exceptional teacher,
with many years experience . . .
and, you've done an exceptional job. . .
But, sometimes I think...
you expect too much from the students.
Just which students did you have in mind?
As if I couldn't guess.
That's not the point.
You think children are all the same!
They all learn in the same way!
That's not so!
They're not all peas in a pod.
You could help them more.
You could try different approaches.
Modern methods.
That's what I say.
My teaching methods are based firmly on the classical
principles of education!
Clearly you've not the slightest idea of that which you speak.
I knew it was a mistake to try to talk to you!
If the 3 R's are good enough for the rest of the country.
I dare say they'll have to suffice for Avonlea!
The 3 R's!
There's more to education than recitation,
repetition, and repression!
Yes!
Exactly!
You tell her!
Tell her she has three months to improve her performance!
Like she told my Jane.
We want an open discussion.
More say in our children's education.
We have rights.
They're our children.
Order!
Well, Hetty King, I think everyone's
made the position crystal clear.
Yes.
Quite clear, thank you Rachel.
If I have lost the support of the school board,
as it appears, then I can no longer teach in Avonlea!
I hereby tender my resignation!
[♪]
This is an awful situation.
I never dreamed she'd quit.
Your own sister!
How could you? !
You were the one who said we had to do something!
I never meant for you to take her job away!
I only meant for you to make her to see reason!
It was entirely her decision.
A professional disagreement!
Whose going to teach school?
Anyone would be better than Aunt Hetty!
Felix! . . .
Don't worry, Janet.
I've organized a search.
I'm placing an advertisement in the Charlottetown newspaper.
Oh.
Well I did teach at Kingston for 15 years.
Mrs. Lynde, could you sit up straight!
Mr. Gillis, stop playing with that pencil! . . .
Mr. King, pay attention.
Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Grindstaff.
Now as I was saying I did teach at Kingston for 15 years.
If you want to check my credentials.....
Could you tell us please, something
of your teaching experience?
Well, yes...uh...
I...uh...I...yes...my...
experience...yes...I...yes...
Where did you study at?
Excuse me.
You meant to ask, where did I study?
That's what I did ask.
No, you said "where did you study at?"
One cannot end a sentence with a preposition.
No reckoning made, but sent to my account
with all my imperfections on my head.
Thus was I sleeping by a brother's hand of life,
of crown, of queen at once dispatched,
...O, horrible, horrible, most horrible!
You're tellin' me!
If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not!
Get off the stage...
Boo...Boo.....
[laughing]
That's the third tomato this week, Dimple.
You're fired.
You don't mean that, Harry.
Look, I'll do it differently.
It'll be a brand new performance,
never before seen or heard.
It can stay that way.
Alistair, I'm sorry.
They don't like Shakespeare and they don't like you.
If you're ever doing a nice Gilbert and Sullivan,
let me know.
Alistair, if I were you, I'd find another line of work.
[♪]
"In the pivotal role of the Ghost of Hamlet's father,
Mr. Alistair Dimple could be upstaged by dust."
What other choice do we have? !
Number 8? . . .
The one who took 3 minutes to tell us his name? !
I hate to say it, but we'll have to ask Miss King to return.
If you hadn't started this ruckus,
we wouldn't be in this mess now!
Listen, Alec, I've got a business to run.
I can't spend all day on my backside.
You created this problem.
You solve it.
We'll have to advertise in Halifax.
I can't sit through another day of teacher interviews.
I think we're gonna have to ask Hetty King to reconsider.
We'll have to go down on our knees and beg her
before she agrees to come back.
[♪]
Be sure you rub it in well now, Sara.
Yes, Aunt Hetty.
And then leave them for just three minutes.
I know.
Hello!
Aunt Olivia, Hi!
Hello Sara.
Well, my, my.
Olivia, what brings you all the way over here?
Sent by Alec I suppose.
Alec?
Of course not.
I just brought over some pickles and chutney I put up.
Can you hold that Sara.
Well that's very kind of you, I'm sure.
Thank you.
Hetty . . .
We really are very busy Olivia.
Sara back to work.
It's astonishing the way a house can fall
apart if you don't pay it the strictest attention.
Hetty, I know you're upset.
Upset?
Me?
Whatever about?
Hetty, if you want to teach you just go over
and tell the schoolboard right now.
No consequence to me, Olivia.
If the concensus is to let me go then I shall
put my freedom to good advantage.
You may be sure.
There are a great many things I wish to do with my life.
Plans, you know.
Alright Hetty.
Have it your own way.
Goodbye, Sara.
Goodbye, Aunt Olivia.
Thirty candidates and not a single possibility.
I can't believe it.
What a disaster.
If you don't mind my asking, why are you so fretful
in these enchanting surroundings.
Teachers, Teachers.
Can't trust 'em!
Huh.
It's a sad thing friend, when trust
is lacking in modern life.
But it's always darkest before the dawn, and this may yet turn
out to be your lucky day!
Alistair Dimple at your service --
Professor of the Instructional Arts, Master of Elucidation.
And furthermore....
Hold that thought, Professor.
Come with me.
[♪]
Allow me....
[♪]
Professor Dimple why did you apply for this position?
From the moment I first set eyes upon
your lovely little gem of Avonlea?
I knew that today would be providential.
I can unravel the tangle you momentarily find yourself in,
and re-build the faith that the pedagogues have so cruelly
ripped from Avonlea.
Hire him!
Why shouldn't we ask for...
My credentials, Mr. King?
I shall write Canterbury College of the Instructional Arts
in England to forward my certificate
and references today.
[♪]
Sara.
Now you've done it!
Good Morning.
I am Professor Dimple.
And who might you be, boy?
Uh, Felix? . . .
Felix King. Sir.
Felix.
I will need your help this morning.
Tell me what did you study with Miss King at this time of day?
Uh, History, Sir.
Then we shall do that now.
And could you share with us exactly what you were studying?
Oh, no!
Don't you know what you were studying, Felix?
It was the Kings and Queens of Britain, sir.
The Ethels...
But I can't tell you them!
I can't remember them, no matter how hard I try.
It was all about a thousand years ago,
and they were all the same!
I can, Professor Dimple.
Felicity King.
And I am fully prepared to represent Avonlea
at the history bee.
The first commonly-accepted king of England was Alfred...
I'm sure you know them all, Felicity.
But a list of dead people is of no benefit and little importance
to anyone who is not in the direct line of succession!
To understand history, you must understand
the people who lived it.
Think of each king or queen as if they were here
in this room talking to us.
Discover how each of them is unique,
just like anyone else you meet.
I think he's...strange.
Sounds a whole lot better than Aunt Hetty to me.
Gotta him a proper chance, Felicity.
I think Mr. Dimple will prove most interesting.
Why hasn't the bell rung yet?
Maybe he likes recess.
Twenty minutes is quite long enough.
Leave it to Felicity to wreck a good time.
[screaming]
[♪]
Et tu, Brute?
He's alive.
The last words of Julius Caesar.
The first Roman emperor to visit the British Isles.
He was stabbed by his friends while walking to work one day.
And who - Gus Pike - did he find in Britain?
People?
Absolutely - correct!
But not just any people.
Druids - painted blue.
Blue?
They were blue?
Blue and bloody.
Worshipping trees -
And practicing human sacrifice.
Gus Pike - you shall be our conquering Roman emperor,
Julius.
Would you select your Pretorian Guard.
You... you... you... you.. and you...
And who would like to be the oak-worshipping Druids. . .
gathered at Stonehenge, to sacrifice their next victim.
Master Felix King.
And your victim, Felix?
Don't even think about it, Felix.
He said British royalty were of little importance. . .
and then he stabbed himself.
What?
He did what!
Well, he was only acting, but it looked very real.
He scared the younger children to tears.
And that was before the human sacrifice.
Human sacrifice?
Felicity, It's hard to believe that even your father
would allow such a man to teach school.
No one seems to notice his bizarre behaviour.
Except for myself.
Someone really ought to keep an eye on Professor Dimple,
Aunt Hetty.
Who knows what he'll do next?
Thank you, Felicity.
Someone shall.
Alright Britains---out of your tents and ready yourselves.
Vikings row and row and row.
How do you think Ethelwulf felt when the Vikings
sacked Canterbury Cathedral?
A thousand years ago, the Vikings
were the best shipbuilders and sailors in the world.
All Europe trembled before their fierce and rapacious attacks!
Now, Vikings--prepare to attack!
Felix, you're Erik Erikson.
Gus, Lief the Lucky.
Edward will be Eric the Red.
Rupert Gillis -- Ethelred the Unready --
first King of England.
Perhaps you'll want to nap under that tree.
Shouldn't I prepare my troops for battle, sir?
Of course not!
Why do you think you are called "the Unready"?
Felicity, you'll be Erica -- the Viking Queen.
I refuse to put that disgusting thing on my head!
All right.
Who will be the Viking Queen then?
I will.
Erica -- queen of the fiercest warriors that ever lived!
Now...Vikings.....
Attack!
Show no mercy!
Take the wench first!
[♪]
Britains defend yourselves.
[♪]
What? !
My best saucepan!
What happened to it? !
Oh, Felix!
What happened to you? !
History!
It's wonderful!
History did this to you?
And my pot?
I'm a little confused, Felix King,
and more than a little angry.
Are you all right?
Oh, it's just a little scratch...
Honest.
Girls!
You're both filthy.
Professor Dimple recreated the Viking attack on the Britons
in the ninth century, I was Erik Erikson!
After conquering Britain I discovered America!
I was captured.
Professor Dimple is a rude, un-mannered brute
with no consideration for the finer feelings in life!
And the Vikings were just plain dirty!
Rachel...Rachel Lynde.
I have never seen anything like it!
Oh Rachel, they were having a pitched battle there...
behind the school!
Children beating each other senseless!
Oh, really, Hetty King!
I'm sure it was just a game Hetty King..
It defies every principle ever learned in teachers college.
You don't know everything there is to know
under the sun, Hetty King.
And, you made an issue out of this when you resigned.
Why couldn't you listen to Alec?
Well I'm amazed.
I would have thought you of all people
would have the children's best welfare at heart.
But I see there is not a soul in this town
with an ounce of common sense.
So, Good day to you.
Olivia.
Still got a bee in her bonnet about the new schoolteacher.
Oh.
Have you seen Professor Dimple?
In the General Store.
Thank you.
Chalk, paints, paper, bandages . . .
Are you redecorating the schoolhouse, Professor Dimple?
Oh no...no...no....
Professor Dimple?
Olivia Dale, with the Avonlea Chronicle.
Ah, a member of the press.
Charmed, ma'am.
What may I do for you?
Well, I was hoping I could secure an interview
with you for the paper.
An interview . . .
well . . .
I'm hardly a celebrity, Mrs. Dale.
On the contrary Professor.
The whole town's abuzz about you.
They want every little detail, that's what.
We'll try to arrange a convenient time, Mrs. Dale.
Well, actually I was thinking tomorrow . . .
right after school?
Ah, school.
So challenging.
So rewarding.
Lessons to prepare, you know.
Allow me, Professor.
I adhere to a very nouveau program;
a pastiche of the most modern methods...
My class is the cream of a generation.
A woman such as yourself, Mrs. Lynde, can appreciate
the subtle humanist nuances of such a legacy.
Yes.
Absolutely.
Why, I'm a human myself, Professor.
[♪]
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Helen of Troy, the most beautiful woman in the world.
Over whom, the Trojan War was fought
and raged on for ten years.
And look, the Greeks have sent us this gift of peace.
Felicity, that's your cue.
I refuse to be a raving lunatic, even in pretense.
You're not a lunatic, Felicity.
You're the prophetess Cassandra.
Look not a gift horse in the mouth.
[screaming]
Let go of me! !
[♪]
This is ridiculous.
Don't spoil things, Felicity.
Yeah, you're supposed to start shrieking.
I will not shriek!
Oh horrible, horrible.
Most horrible.
Mr. Dimple . . .
Mr. King.
Well, I hear some very fine things about you sir,
from my children.
Thank you.
A wonderful family you have Mr. King.
Very bright, curious . . .
Yes, well, the've really changed since your arrival.
I understand your methods are quite different
to those of my sister.
Ah, yes, Miss King.
Of course.
And how is Miss King.
I had hoped we might chat.
Well, I don't really know.
She's not really speaking to me.
Because of me, sir?
I suppose.
But it's really the whole situation.
She's taught for almost thirty years.
My, my.
That's very impressive.
But overwhelming.
She deserves a sabbatical.
A what?
Time off.
Imagine, giving of yourself day in, day out, for thirty years.
All those minds enlightened over all those years.
I'd never really thought of it like that.
She deserves time to reflect, to collect her energies,
to apply her knowledge in other ways.
But, we'll have to coax it out of her, won't we.
Coax isn't exactly the right word when it comes to Hetty.
[♪]
Oh... your credentials...
Professor Dimple!
The doors are locked.
Where's Felix?
I thought he was with you.
No school?
Don't push Edward.
[♪]
Gus? You, see anything?
Hello!
Professor Dimple?
What's all this?
It's a ... tomb!
In Egypt!
Oooooohhhhh.... ooooohhhhh....
Welcome to the tomb of the Great Pharoah.
Ooooooohhhh...
Touch me, and you'll live to regret it, Felix.
[moans]
[♪]
And thrusting the venomous snakes to her breast,...
Cleopatra cried for them to drink deep of the royal blood
of Egypt, and died, mourning her lost love,
the Roman, Marc Anthony.
Oh - it's so romantic!
And so passed the time of the Great Pharoahs,
their lives surrounded in the mystery of their monuments.
[appluase]
So much for Antiquities.
Onward to history.
Mr. Bugle --- Our Henry VIII.
And our beautiful queens of England?
Catherine of Aragon; Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour,
Anne of Cleves, Catherine Howard, Catherine Parr.
---- Divorced, beheaded, died.
Divorced beheaded, and lived.
Good day, Sara.
Professor Dimple.
Miss King.
Mr. Dimple.
I've been meaning to come by and ask if we might have a chat.
You're here now.
So I take it you've got something on your mind.
The classroom is a daunting place, Miss King.
All those bright, expectant faces,
turned up waiting for...
illumination.
I find it a great adventure into the imagination.
Do you.
Education requires facts, Mr. Dimple not fiction.
Ah, but the elucidation of those facts, Miss King.
Teaching is a profession that requires the educator to be
original, to present facts and figures in a palatable
even interesting manner.
It takes its toll.
Oh, yes.
It most certainly does that.
Miss King, let me be perfectly honest.
I know how you feel.
Let me assure you, that this position is of paramount
importance to me.
It is the very sustenance of my life.
And I will do my very best not to let the children down.
I find however that the good parents
never realize the effort.
No. They don't.
The good parents --- as you call them continually take me -
take us - for granted.
Do they not?
There should be a period of rejuvenation for educators.
Say, every few years.
Time to gather new energies, make other contributions.
How do you mean other contributions...
I can see a great work in you, Miss King.
Oh.
A great work, you say?
The History of the Island, perhaps.
A history of the families of the island -
of the important families of the Island.
Well that's true...
the King family does have a notable tradition
in these parts...
Surely you will want future generations - future King
generations - to view with pride their place in the founding
and building of this province.
It's a thought, Professor --- a good thought.
Thank you.
Oh, by the by, I do wish you every success
in your new position.
in the Avonlea school.
One I enjoyed for many years.
Thank you, Miss King.
Good day.
Sara.
Bye, Mr. Dimple.
Michael! Michael!
How long is this ceiling going to take?
Pope Julius commissioned Michelangelo
to paint the Sistine Chapel.
At the same time, Francis I was on the throne in France
and collecting art and artists.
He offered a home to Leonardo da Vinci, who packed up all his
little sketches and paintings, like the Mona Lisa and moved
to a lovely little chateau in the Loire Valley.
A little more blue in that sky, Felix.
And who was on the throne in England, Sara Stanley?
Henry the VIIIth - he collected wives.
Quite right, Sara.
Quite right.
Alec!
Oh Alec!
Olivia - what is it?
What's the matter?
Read this.
Look---second last page.
Read this.
Upstaged by dust...?
What are we going to do?
I better have a talk with Mr. Dimple.
Keep this between ourselves, Olivia.
And whatever you do, don't tell Hetty.
[♪]
Edward Rae.
Who was the first king of England?
Alfred the Great.
He ate cakes in the woods.
Clemmie Rae.
Who won the Battle of Agincourt?
Henry V.
He gave up his best friend, Falstaff, to become king.
Sally Potts.
What houses fought the War of the Roses?
Lancasters wore red, York in white.
Alfie Bugle.
Who inherited the throne from Elizabeth?
James VI of Scotland became James I of England.
He had the Bible translated into English.
Felix King.
Who lost England to the Danes?
Ethelred, the Unready.
He took a nap.
You are perfection itself.
[applause]
I cannot possibly decide who among you
should represent the school.
You're all a font of wisdom.
So, we shall draw names for the honour.
Professor!
Professor Dimple!
I must have a word with you?
Excuse me, excuse me.
It's about the Canterbury College
of the Instructional Arts...
I must prepare my opening remarks.
Excuse me.
Alec King!
The children look positively ...intelligent!
We have to talk about the Professor.
I've just received word that he's no ordinary teacher!
There's not an ordinary bone in the man's body!
No...no...
You don't understand...
I understand that Professor Dimple has crammed more
into Rupert's head than I would have thought possible.
True but...
And we're going to trounce Markdale.
Count on it.
Oh, Alec.
A word with you.
Hetty, I'm sorry.
I should never have let things go so far.
You were right.
Oh no...I was wrong.
Foolish of me to allow school to occupy my every thought
when there's so much to life.
Don't you think?
I should have listened to you about Professor Dimple.
Oh, Professor Dimple is...
an excellent man...
discerning, subtle, perceptive...
What? !
No, no, no....That's ridiculous!
The man is nothing but a...
How like you Alec King.
I might have expected such a response from you.
Untrained as you are in education.
Incapable of really making a proper evaluation.
Look how you judged me.
Not that I hold a grudge, but if you say one word against
Professor Dimple I shall make every day
of your life a misery.
You can count on it.
Alec.
Alec, is anything wrong?
Well yes, it's Mr. Dimple...
What? Is he all right?
Well...
Father, father where is he?
We're supposed to start soon.
Well he must be backstage.
You better go.
We'll talk about it later.
Darling....?
[applause]
Good parents, friends and relations.
There is nothing more important than history.
It marks the ebb and flow of time, and our places
in that infinite spectrum.
Tonight, in the Avonlea town hall, a point of history
will be made.
The opposing teams match wit and wisdom for the honour
of their mates and schools.
And so, to the contest, and to the victors
their moment in time.
[applause]
For each correct answer, ten points.
Teams have the opportunity to answer incorrect responses
and earn an additional 5 points.
First question to Avonlea School.
Who was the first Roman Emperor to visit the British Isles?
Oh no.
I knew he'd never remember.
Your answer please?
Oh, I remember.
He travelled to Rome with a man painted all blue.
Julius Caesar.
Correct.
Markdale.
In what year and at what place did the War of the Roses end?
Uh . . . 1528?
At a field.
Incorrect.
Avonlea?
1485.
Bosworth Field.
Because Richard lost his horse.
Correct.
Look at your son, Alec King!
He's a changed boy!
Avonlea.
What English monarch went on the Crusades?
Richard, Coeur de Lion.
He made Robin Hood a knight.
Correct!
Markdale, who opposed Henry II and was killed
on the steps of Canterbury Cathedral?
Thomas Becket.
Correct.
Excuse me dear.
I'll be back before long.
Avonlea, what Charter ended the barons' revolt of 1215?
The Magna Carta - they didn't like paying all them taxes.
Correct! !
[applause]
[♪]
Mr. King!
Lovely night for a bit of air...
After the tension of a performance
I like to get out for a bit.
It's calming.
With your suitcase, "Professor"?
Research.
Very valuable.
I received your credentials. . .
You have bamboozled the School Board, the town,
the province, the children, their parents.... and myself.
From one point of view that's true, and yet...
Have I done any harm?
I've thought about that.
And I have to conclude that no harm has been done.
If anything, you've done just the opposite.
The children might have a few more scratches on the outside,
but on the inside, they have a new curiosity to learn.
I don't know how, but you manage to inspire.
Why my sister's become your staunchest defender!
Inspiration and imagination - first principles of dramatics.
So why did you do it?
Lack of funds between engagements.
Well, I'm afraid we can no longer employ you, here.
What are you going to do?
I'll think of something.
What about you?
I have discovered, Mr. King, that all the world's a stage.
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.
Good luck, Mr. Dimple.
And, for what it's worth, I think the theatrical reviewer
of this newspaper has much maligned you.
Thank you, Mr. King.
Thank you, indeed.
[♪]
"Onward Christian Soldiers marching......
Well, unfortunately, Professor Dimple has been
suddenly recalled to Canterbury...to uhhh...
to fill the shoes of the recently deceased principal.
He sends his...uh...
deepest apologies.
Oh, how awful!
What'll we do?
Fortunately, we have an outstanding teacher right here,
in our own Hetty King!
I appreciate your new-found confidence
in me Alec, but...
Professor Dimple has asked me to return with him
to the Canterbury College of the Instructional Arts.
We've discussed writing a book together you see... about
the unique situation facing students and teachers there.
Understand what a challenge that would be for two
such distinguished educators as Alistair and myself.
Oh I do understand perfectly, Hetty.
But I beg you.
Consider the town.
Our children.
Canterbury can survive without you.
But Avonlea can't.
The children.
Yes of course, you're right Alec.
Mustn't be selfish can't turn my back on Avonlea can I?
Professor Dimple will simply have to do without me.
We are ever in your debt.
Come on.
Olivia. Don't dawdle.
What smells so delicious in here?
Felix, what's the matter?
I think I feel sick.
Could be the plague.
He doesn't want to go to school.
Come on, Felix.
Personally, I can't wait to resume my proper education.
Please may I be excused mother.
Yes you may.
You may all be excused.
Ugh.
The return of Hetty the Terrible.
Felix, don't speak that way about your aunt.
Hurry up.
You'll all be late.
They look like they're going to an execution.
That's the way I always felt.
Class, attention please.
Today we begin our study of the exploration of the New World.
Now then Felix King, what can you tell us
about the voyage of Columbus?
Columbus? . . .
Come, come Felix.
We're all waiting.
Ummmm...he travelled on ...a ship.
Really, Felix King, will you never learn?
I suppose not.
I suppose that only way you will learn
is to play the part of Christopher Columbus...mmmm.
When we re-enact the voyage.
Is that it?
Yes, ma'am!
Well then.
Columbus, as I hope some of you already know, was the first
explorer to settle in the New World after the...
Vikings!!!
Gus Pike---you'll be King Ferdinand of Spain.
Felicity King you'll be Queen Isabella...