Thursday, July 30, 2009

This is war!



Prior to this week,I found myself mildly irritated by that common garden pest, the Vespa Vulgaris but that was it! However, I now realise that they are evil, mean, vindictive and selfish! Yep, I'm talking WASPS! So there I was, enjoying a cup of tea and a salt-beef and pickle sandwich in Totteridge High Street. And then someone decided that they wanted to roll around in my sandwich, and greedily slurp it up! The wasp started by circling my head. I didn't flap, I didn't irritate it, I just sat there feeling mildly irritated. And then it spotted my sandwich. It swooped and landed on the side of my plate. I watched, unwilling to provoke an argument. Then it decided to climb into my sandwich. That was OVERSTEPPING THE BOUNDARIES! So I put my fork under it and wiped it on the side of the table. All seemed ok. Then it did its circling flight again and landed on the side of my plate. I again gently nudged it with my fork. It instantly returned and deftly climbed into my sandwich. I vexedly did the fork removal manouvere again somewhat vehmently. It then did that jerky zig-zag dance that spells trouble very close to my face. I smelt danger! It then tried to approach the sandwich again, but my fork was there to thwart it. Then it jerkily headed under the table. I feared recriminations on my ankles so I stood up with my hands up trying to spot it. And then it took its chance. Maliciously,it headed straight for the palm of my hand and stung me in the centre of it. It hurt. It hurt alot. I was not impressed. It proceeded to sting and feel heavy for the next 10 hours. That was pure spite and malice because I wouldn't let it eat my sandwich! Grrrrrr.
And then yesterday, I was again singled out for attention in rural Essex! Ladies and Gentlemen, I must find it in my heart to forgive the selfish actions of this highly temperamental creature before a disaster of nuclear proportions is begun! Brace yourselves!

Thanks to freedigitalphotos.net

And they call it Bunny love!



I have to admit it! I am smitten! Meet Alice, the giant white bunny! Sadly not mine!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Why break with tradition - a teaching summary

I am generally quite rubbish at blogging, but I have always seemed to feel the need to herald the end of term with some summarising post, so here I am.

At the end of last year, I felt great relief at having reached the end of a rather miserable NQT (Newly qualfied teacher) year. By the end I felt more able to cope with the constant demands of a teaching career, although still not 100%. At the end of my second year, how have things changed? Well, everyone who said it is easier second time round is certainly right, teaching lessons a second time, adapted or otherwise has proved much easier, and has helped me consolidate and feel better about things that seemed awful last time. Some things have worked better, others not so, but in general, things have been better. I have been able to do things in more creative ways, and better ways, e.g. in science, I have given my kids more opportunities to do investigative work, although I still need to work on my teaching/managing technique during science.

In terms of classes, I am glad that I started off with the horror class in my first year, as this class were lovely by comparison. They had their issues of course, but I am grateful to them for restoring my belief in my abilities to manage a class and the fact that classes don't have to have disputes and need to be separated from certain children. It might have been a different story had I had the horrors after a nice class. They really were a nice class all in all, and I am glad I didn't have the other year 5 class!

Also, I was dreading working with my parallel year group partner at the beginning of last year, because she a) deputy head b) is very forthright and I always thought she seemed scary, but I have enjoyed working with her. She has a good heart, is funny, kind and and she has been a good influence on me in terms of getting me not to stress so much and relax a bit more, i.e. redressing the work/life balance. AND, she makes me feel organised at times!!!!!

In addition, I have of course come out of class for 2 days a week since January in order to teach music. This has been excellent and beneficial in several respects. Firstly, teaching music, despite impacting on my having to plan more, has meant I have two days a week without the marking, which really really really has helped me to feel happier and less swamped. Secondly, it has helped me in terms of professional development, e.g. letting me be music coordinator (unofficially and unnumerated at present, but with the responsibility), working with all year groups from Nursery to year 6 thus preparing me for the time when I am moved out of year 5 so it wont feel such a shock. Surprisingly, I have loved working with Reception and Nursery. Thirdly, also helping my professional development, it has allowed me to enrol upon the LSO On track course for primary music teachers. This has been fun, I have learnt loads, made some great contacts and I have been able to implement the ideas I have attained into my teaching. Fourthly, I have been able to teach something I love- I love music, and I love enthusing others about it. Fifthly, it has meant I have worked with a job share in my classroom. J, the lady who has taken my class when I am not there, is a lovely lady, who has helped me again to chill a bit, has taken over maths planning so I only had to plan for Literacy, again impacting on my preparation time and has really nurtured my class's art talent. She is a brilliant teacher and again, I have learnt from her.

Also, I have had to take on additional responsibilities this year through music, such as taking Singing Assembly every week. I have really enjoyed doing this, and I KNOW that (most of) the children enjoy the way I do it, because they tell me, which they didn't used to do so much. And because I have done something successfully, which staff have praised me for, that has raised my self-esteem which again impacts on my general well-being and happiness. Also, I have taken choir (crucially helped by a wonderful TA who takes it when I have meetings!) which I have enjoyed and I have enjoyed teaching a variety of songs, including Mozart, Russian folksongs and making it more interesting with percussion etc. I have also accompanied orchestra, which is taken by one of my previous music teachers from our music service which has been fun, and helped me to learn. Of course, this then led to my organising the school concert, which went fabulously, so thus again, helping my self-esteem. I know you shouldn't have to be good at everything you do in order to be happy, but I think one thing that has really hampered me since being a teacher is the fact that I felt so woefully inadequate the whole time. I know that I am of course still learning and I always will and sometimes things go well and sometimes they don't, and this is something I need to continue to address, but it certainly HAS helped, feeling better about myself!

I have really enjoyed teaching Literacy this year, and through things the kids, the TAs and people have said, AND the children's assessment results, this is something I feel I have done and developed particularly well, and engendered greater appreciation of reading, writing, vocabulary and environmental consciousness in my children.

My children have appreciated what I have done with them this year, which again has helped. (Oh and they loved THEIR story I wrote for them, which was pleasing!)

There are goals that I still need to work on, working on certain maths skills, balancing and getting things completed in time, but I do feel much more positive.

Staff meetings do still tend to scare me and make me feel I am doing it all wrong, but I have discovered this year, that most other people feel like that as well! The sense of responsibility and how much I am affecting these children's lives does overwhelm me sometimes, but all I can do is my best.

I have a new job-share this year. I am sure it will be fine. She is a nice, skilled lady and I think (hope) that working with her will make me become more organised. My fellow teachers do have this impression of me as being slightly disorganised and messy still (even though my planning and marking is always on time!)and I must address this.

So, here I am, at the end of two years as a teacher,feeling much more positive that this is something I will continue to do and enjoy more. Still, if you are in the habit, please pray that I will be able to do my best for my new kids and be happy and be able to maintain the correct balance in my life.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

More Displays







The children did some beautiful William Morris and Batik work with the lady who is my job-share. She is so talented at getting children to produce brilliant art-work!

Oooh, tomorrow is the concert!!!!

Displays!







We had exhibition evening this week. This is where the parents and children come and view their work in all its splendour. Usually art work, best work, topic work etc! It is a nightmare for teachers and TAs because it means industrial scale tidy-up, horrendous amounts of mounting and tidying up and putting up on additional displays in the hall. However, it is fabulous once the headless-chicken routine is over- the work looks amazing, beautiful and it is lovely to revel in the children's achievement (even if the work is not the standard you would hope for, which many of my colleagues bemoan, it is still THEIR work which they have produced, and regardless, I think that should be praised. I've had the amazing privilege to work with a great job-share these past 2 terms and she was amazing in arranging displays and tidying and setting up! Here's some of their work, for anyone interested in teaching displays. (I am aware they are not a patch on those I have seen of other people, but I am improving!)

Monday, July 06, 2009

Success and drama!



On Sunday, I ran the Race for life. A group of 20 girls and ladies from my church went together to do it! At some obscene hour in the morning, we congregated at church. Did I mention it was some obscene hour? Bedecked in pink and floral garb, we went via mini-bus to Blackheath common. By the way, it's absolutely beautiful there! I saw several houses I'd like- lovely Georgian looking places, surrounded by greenery, water, peaceful- what can I say, I'm smitten! We congregated on the green and listened to some lovely tales of survivors of cancer (slightly marred by obnoxiously loud, over-miked compere), we watched and danced with Nivea male cheerleaders (hilarious!), warmed up to an aerobics group from the YMCA and then it began! I was slightly apprehensive owing to cold that has been pervading the last week and was planning on walking due to it, but then decided with my pal Anila, that we would try to jog. So the race began. The heavens were as blue as delphiniums with a generous spread of clouds with a slightly cooler countenance under which lurked a scorching sun. There were 5 of us from church who decided to be with the joggers group but it was just Anila and I together. We jogged most of the time (there's that irritating happening where you are in a large group and the people in front of you are going that bit too slowly and you can't quite overtake, but it's that pace that makes you stop!) with the occasional 20m stretch of walk. We stayed together till about 3km, with 2 teenagers from church catching up with us. I was always slightly ahead, but after that I decided to keep going and did the last 2k without stopping to turn round to check where the others- taking into account the time I passed the starting line at 3mins 30, and the finish line at 38mins52, my time was 35 mins-ish, which I was pleased and quite surprised about (I know that isn't very good for the proper runners out there, but was fab for me!). I have to say that I felt like I was about to topple over and collapse at several moments- I was soooooo hot- beetroot might describe my face. My fellow joggers passed the finish line a minute or two later. We went and had a well-deserved ice-cream and a mooch whilst waiting for our fellow church members who emerged about 30mins later.
We all felt very pleased with ourselves and it would be nice to do the 10K next time.

Later, after returning home, the headache which had begun during the race slowly metamorphosed into a raging beast which felt like it was eating my head! I would have had a sleep...
Unfortunately this wasn't to be, due to the lethal problem we discovered with the boiler in my bedroom as I searched for a dress in the airing cupboard.I noticed that the wooden 'shelf' upon which the boiler rested was bowing about an inch down, was wet and cracking! I'd smelt a burning smell over the last couple of days and as we looked up, the boiler was resembling the Leaning tower of Pisa. Our lovely plumber has told us the cupboard was just about to collapse and the entire contents of the airing cupboard were completely sodden with burnt-smelling water which had leaked all over when the water had boiled over inside! Apparently, it could have tipped over at anytime and scalded me to death with boiling water! Dramatic eh! We're still washing the multitude of soggy, mangled towels, sheets, clothes, duvet covers. Our house resembles an Indonesian laundry with batiked items hung up on all horizonal surfaces available. My bedroom is like the scene of a crime with mess and sawdust everywhere. After all the drama of removing all items from the vacinity, the headache became even worse and is still pervading. But I thank the Lord for the fact that I was fine and didn't get injured. What a day!

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