They are sympathetic. They are fair and they are deeply interested in education.
Miss Trunchbull possessed none of these qualities and how she ever got her present job was a mystery.
She was above all a most formidable female. She had once been a famous athlete, and even now the muscles were still clearly in evidence.
You could see them in the bull-neck, in the big shoulders, in the thick arms, in the sinewy wrists and in the powerful legs.
Looking at her, you got the feeling that this was someone who could bend iron bars and tear telephone directories in half.
Her face, I’m afraid, was neither a thing of beauty nor a joy for ever.
She had an obstinate chin, a cruel mouth and small arrogant eyes. And as for her clothes... they were, to say the least, extremely odd.
She always had on a brown cotton smock which was pinched in around the waist with a wide leather belt.
The belt was fastened in front with an enormous silver buckle.
The massive thighs which emerged from out of the smock were encased in a pair of extraordinary breeches, bottle-green in colour and made of coarse twill.
These breeches reached to just below the knees and from there on down she sported green stockings with turn-up tops,
which displayed her calf muscles to perfection.
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