The week that was…
Date posted: 12-02-10
…and what a bizarre week it’s been.
On Monday I had to contend with Little Susie’s bohemian-but-not-chic parents coming in to tell me that they were taking her out of school for some quality time off. Three weeks of it. Apparently, and I quote, “The school is not meeting Susie’s needs, she needs time to decompress and be peaceful in her own company.” I fear she is being taken on some of alternative therapy retreat. She is six.
This was swiftly followed by one of those Tuesdays that just never ever ends; delights included a two hour long staff meeting on timetabling; an hour of special needs cover and the thrilling job of mopping up sick in the girls toilets. Someone had smuggled Haribo in again.
On to Wednesday, where the torrential sleet kept 400 children under the age of ten inside all day, having to read quietly. They did not read. And they did not not read quietly.
I staggered into Thursday ready to give up teaching altogether, only to be given a present from one of my pupils that showed me to flying to the Big Brother house in a Superwoman cape. With a dog. And a bucket. I told you it was a bizarre week.
A week that finally ended on Friday, where we had to sit through an assembley on internet safety. Someone had clearly not checked the work of the pupils giving the assembley, and so we had banners warning against Internet Softie and Bad Men. Still, I think the point was made.
