Sunday, February 10, 2008

The ugly, the bad and then the good!

5 wakeups, one laboriously long parents' evening, one science course, one horrendous science experiment, 18 pieces of literacy writing levelling and 3 targets per piece, 30 parents' evening preparation reports, one staff meeting, and all the corresponding lessons to go. (But sadly no partridge in a peartree).
Will OFSTED come this week? Will my monsters behave this week? Will they be able to prepare a cohesive newsreport about the ancient Greeks, will I be able to write a Literacy plan for recounts? Will I get all the marking done?

"Do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will take care of itself." Live it, remember it, believe it. Jesus was not lying. What is the point of me worrying? I spend far too much time worrying. I just need to get on with it and do the best that I can do. I need to keep remembering that.
Alex tells me that if something is worth doing, it's going to be hard, and teaching is worth it. I am going to try. I hope that it will get easier after half-term. In some ways I feel that perhaps because I was ill and busy all over Christmas, that I didn't really get the recuperation I needed to be fully prepared mentally and physically for this term and this half-term will help remedy that. If you are in the habit of praying, please could you pray that God makes it clear for me whether staying, doing what I am, where I am, is right?

But after the stress, there is a reward, a relief, a thing to look forward to. I can't wait for half term because I am going to Yorkshire to stay with my dear friends Jane and Chris who I dearly miss. They were my sanctuary when I was stressed about things during my PGCE, providing good advice, an ear, sympathy, prayer and they just let me go around and just chill normally with their family at the vicarage on many occasions. but they retired in October. Thank God for friendships that no amount of time or distance can separate!

Monday, February 04, 2008

Urgh

I just wanted to vent my vexation. My kids are just being vile (well not all, but those who are make it vile for everyone and then the rest of them become noisy and the such like.) and I am just getting sick of them. There are some really nasty children in my class. They have problems, but there is no need to be utterly vile and repulsive to other people. I sound like an old granny, but the manners of some children is shocking. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!
8 wakeups left till half term- one course and one parent's evening! Thank the Lord for NQT time!