Interesting. You only studied three subjects, had an almost perfect understanding of the reproductive system but due to your inability to communicate in your native tongue were unable to request your (probably underage) partners whether they were on the Pill. Your innumeracy meant that you couldn't understand money and therefore couldn't buy condoms. Result - you left school at 14 having fathered 4 children by different girls, this resulted in a short period of notoriety and you were featured on page 12 of the News Of The World and in a morally outraged editorial in the MEN. Missing your five minutes in the spotlight your attempt at juggling wholesale cartons of counterfeit Kensitas on Britain's Got Talent ended with you being howled off stage. Now, full of bitter regrets, you attempt to blame Mr Critchley, the leather elbow patched Head of Geography and his pedagogical colleagues for your pitiful position.