I would hang them all round the school and you'd all get stuck to them and that would be the end of it. Wouldn't that be a good idea, Miss Honey?”
If it's meant to be a joke, Headmistress, I don't think it's a very funny one,” Miss Honey said from the back of the class.
“You wouldn't, would you, Miss Honey,” the Trunchbull said. “And it's not meant to be a joke.”
“My idea of a perfect school, Miss Honey, is one that has no children in it at all.”
“One of these days I shall start up a school like that. I think it will be very successful.”
The woman's mad, Miss Honey was telling herself. She's round the twist. She's the one who ought to be got rid of.
The Trunchbull now lifted the large blue porcelain water-jug and poured some water into her glass.
And suddenly, with the water, out came the long slimy newt straight into the glass, plop!
The Trunchbull let out a yell and leapt off her chair as though a firecracker had gone off underneath her.
And now the children also saw the long thin slimy yellow-bellied lizard-like creature twisting and turning in the glass,
and they squirmed and jumped about as well, shouting, “What is it?”
“Oh, it's disgusting! It's a snake! It's a baby crocodile! It's an alligator!”
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