Here I have listened to a talk by Lisa Pott’s about a dramatic time in her life.
1996 – wolves – nursuary nurse – blackly
Deprived, difficult area, crime, mental health issues
Builds description, builds tension
Not much security
School is a school not a prison
Jumps the fence, carrying a knife, looks like toy
Attacked the parents
Instinct kicks in
Adrenalin is key
Pain is out the window – severely injured
Went after a mum
Wanted to hurt people
Attack on children
Doing her job
Affected the other teacher
Turned and walked out
She ran but he went after her and hit her head
He walked out over the 3ft fence out the 6ft fence
48 hours later
Terror at home time
8 mins entering to paramedics arriving
Everything is happening but youre removed – outer body experience
Frightened children hiding
Found more weapons, petrol bombs – luckily lost his bag
Other rooms still busy working
Didn’t realize what had happened
Little boy may not have survived but did
Where is the man?
More bothered by her clothes
Community changed in minutes
Is it a nightmare, is she back at home, when will she wake up safe at home
Learn everything again
Asking at hospital is he after me?
World’s media about to ascend
Doesn’t understand the need for the press
Sea of press. Watching later. Not realizing its her
Fake cctv except one. Entered the school and left but had hidden. He was watching the caos from the pipes
Police and dog found him
People knew him – wasn’t a threat just a little strange
One of strangest things painted his car with pink imulsion
Clear memory – photographic memory
Wore a trilby with bolts screwed in
The grimmest look on his face – anger being taken out on them
Schizophrenic unnoticed that had done drugs and given it up
Didn’t know what he was doing except wanting to attacking and killing him
Court 6 months
Relearnt doing everything
Hounded by the press. Messages of well wishes, famous over night.
So much to deal with
Returning to the school set in
Recommended for awards
Got experience but didn’t want to take advantage
Tell the story as it is
Was a tragedy involving children
Unusual experience with guilt
Family liaison officer
Never been inside a court
Media following her
Terrified as one of the main – don’t look at him her mum says but does the opposite
He seemed a different person – smaller and ill.
Felt as though created a huge man
Gave her the weapon and engraved was 666 kills the filthy beast
Parents crying as she recalls the story
You don’t know what you’d do unless faced with it.
Both teachers felt could have done more. Guilt
Suffered from it
Watchers suffered more as was helpless
Trilby made him think he was a German soldier in control. The children called him celibate. Perp knew what hed done but didn’t understand
He was stopped by Lisa Potts getting in the way
He wanted to kill her
Sentenced to 7 attempts of murder.
She almost felt sorry for him – never had the support network
Media has questions – is this it. How does she escape, is that all she is Went back to her normal life
From hearing the recording of Lisa Potts talking I didn’t know what to make of it mainly, I just felt that it was quite sad but at the same time it was lucky. Hearing of an event that was so traumatic and that had had a lasting effect of someone just made me feel that they were brave to talk about it yet it had a sense of shock about it. I was also confused with how it related to photography until it was pointed out that to tell someone else’s sad moment you must be able to speak of your own. This seemed like an obvious point but is never something that is considered although subconsciously you know it.
In my opinion, I thought that for someone to do such a thing was courageous as I feel as even I have sad moments and of the most I feel I am able to talk about it to a point. At the same time, maybe a sense of being young or not knowing each side to the story but from my own perspective it tends to create a sense of anger in me. Even though my story is not something as alarming as Lisa Potts story, the feelings my experience creates means I am not able to, not as an open option.
However, from listening to the way she spoke about it, the repetition of key events and the fluency made me think of how to layout my story. The best way I felt was to put it as being poetic or in the style of a song as this is something that pulls me through my dark moments. While the repetition was also key in repeating the many times in which my story plays on my mind.