It was an ordinary day at school, but something unusual was about to happen. Our regular teacher was absent, and in his place stood a relief teacher by the name of Mr Denis Doss.
He had never taught us before, and for most of us, a relief teacher was often seen as a temporary placeholder – a day where we could expect little more than filling time with worksheets or half-hearted lessons. But as soon as Mr Doss walked into our classroom, guitar slung over his shoulder, I could sense that this day was going to be different.
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