Musing....

Will there ever be enough snow? Will there ever be enough snow that I won't have to go to work tomorrow. The answer is inevitably "no". Would love some time to sit in my classroom and catch up with all the loose ends that were left by my predecessor - you know like the 25 coursework folders that were never marked (AT ALL!) that need to be sent to the examiner in a couple of weeks. I also need to tackle the mass of paper (wordsearches and grammar sheets) left by said predecessor, that are piled up on my bookshelf. I assume that this was pretty much all my students completed in the 14 weeks the weren't with me. I think most of it will go in the bin. I'm nervous however that I'll find some missing coursework lying amongst the debris!

I love my new job, don't get me wrong, it was the absolute best thing I ever did. I just get really upset (and a little angry) when I think about how those pupils have been left floundering for such a long time. It should never be allowed to happen and I often wonder if their parents cared a little more whether they would have been up at the school complaining long before year11 got into the state they have done. It's a waste of talent and the senior management team who allowed it to get into that state (who were promptly sacked over last summer) should probably be ashamed of themselves. I'm just glad that it's being sorted now so at least they have some chance of making up lost time; although 13 weeks really isn't long enough to complete a whole GCSE course.

I am amused at the thought of span with a black eye and constipation but do feel very sorry for her. Poor little chick. However I think it only fair to warn her that, if i'm given time to do so, I will be making a picture fit of her with a black eye. I have some lovely photographs of her that would look hilarious after a bit of jiggery - pockery in photoshop. :) :0)

Mark has been skating dangergous close to war with his recent posts. I would be particularly scared of the mushroom folk if I were him. It always amuses me how well he can write. He has a unique and fabulous style and clearly belongs in a newspaper or magazine office writing
stuff.

Dunk on the other hand has been deep sea diving and is worried that he's going to get the bird flu in Egypt. He reckons it's becoming a real problem out there, it's just that no-one is saying anything about it (except covering it up!)

Hendrix is currently trying to get my attention by walking across the keyboard whilst I shout NOoooo!! Bless him. I think I'd better stop waffling and give him a hug.

I went a wandering

Worlds naked bike ride
A diary of a woman writing to her unborn child. Very touching...

Swap your sketches... cool! -- (dare you to Gorman!)

interesting pictures

one for Mario fans

Because it's been ten years....

It's ten yeears this year since we finished our G.C.S.Es! Scary!

The power of the sunshine

Woke up, got out of bed, put a (brush) across my head

dum dum dum dum dum dum

Found my way downstairs and drank a cup...

went out into the garden,
pulled out the bench,
covered it in cushions and lay down in the sun
Woke up 2 hours later....

FELT SO MUCH BETTER!!

Oh yeah and just because they're fab check out Jesus was a Gent... You'll be surprised and if you watch the video of "Something Stalin" you might just see some familiar faces - lord of the flame esq ones.

The LURGY!!

Many of you will have read about an epidemic which had caused schools in the local areas to shut; well I've got it. (ARghhhhhhh Crying) Not fair! Not Fair! (Stamping feet)

I got sent home yesterday because I'd gone dizzy, pale and stupid. Even now the words will not go on to the screen as I want. Letters are mixed up and its taking me ages to get them into the right order. ARGhhh. Being an English teacher this makes life difficult when you're trying to write a word on the board whilst the kids are sayin "er, madam... Don't the letters go the other way?" "No madame, erm,,, are you ok??" I had to call my Head of Faculty up to my room to sit at the back because I needed someone to stop the students making noise!!! (My god! How daft,,, I'm usually the one making the noise!!) So I got sent home...( in a nice way) and told not to come back until after half term (I'm probably contageous - so I haven't left the house... )

Those who know me well know that I'm not good at being ill. I generally REFUSE to be ill and continue working until I collapse. It was a refreshing change, therefore, to have a boss who knows what I'm like and who forceably told me to go home, stop being stupid and to stay away.
As it is, I'm not the only one, and the school has had to give Years 8 + 9 two days off so other staff can cover the likes of me who are laying around moaning. So I needn't feel too bad.

On the positive side (sorry Span) I've managed to sleep for 6 extra hours yesterday and didn't get out of bed until 1pm today. Head hurts though and stomache keeps making bad pains...

I have had the chance to watch Cinderella though (one of my all time favourite films that I haven't seen since I was about 10!) and enjoyed remembering little Gus Gus the mouse and the evil Lucifer the cat (who looks a little like a fat version of Hendrix). All together now! "Cinderelli!"

Span will be sighing now... Recently, whilst trying to find a film that we'd already watched, to watch while we talked (complicated even then) she discovered that my entire DVD collection is infact designed with a ten year old in mind.

Oh and a big hello to Mike R (A.K.A. Evans) who I've recently got back in touch with. It's fab to hear from you matey. Say hello fellas....