How is everything, I hear you ask? Well, look, good and bad. Swings and roundabouts. Ups and downs, as they say.
Did I mention I'd finished my delightful temporary gig as librarian at a charming all-girls school? No? Well, I finished it, which was sad. So I started a new temporary gig as an English teacher at a large outer-suburban state high school.
Why did I decide to do teaching again? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Because basically I can't remember right now.
The bad classes like me again now, but the good class (and I use that term RATHER LOOSELY) have decided they hate me.
This is testing my previously staunch dedication to state education. WHERE ARE PEOPLE'S MANNERS????? WHERE???
In what can only be described as an UP that is keeping me moving, I found out I got a position as a Teacher Librarian at a small Catholic girls high school. Full time. Permanent. I know. MUCH EXCITE! SO LIBRARY! VERY BOOK! ALL GIRLS SCHOOL!
Downside; doesn't start til 2016. So on I persist, dragging the reluctant teenage dirtbags through their final assessment items while their previous beloved teacher goes on maternity leave. SO EASY RIGHT!? NO PROBLEMS HERE! PIECE OF CAKE!
OMG. Say what you will about private schools, behaviour management is not even a thing there. I know. I hate myself too.
I can only hope they change my email code from sxmcc10. Yes that's right. Sex Mac. That's the email address I have to give out to the kids. Needless to say I have avoided it so far and placed a request that some NERDISH type in the IT help centre change it POST HASTE. This is happening VERY SLOWLY. Like everything seems to at the educational government department I am referring to.
I say bring back the cane*
*just kidding. The cane's too soft for the little bastards.**
**IT'S OK I AM NOT REALLY ALL FOR THE CANE.
And every day I wake up I try AGAIN to be kind and understanding yet firm and GOD ALMIGHTY sometimes it goes dreadfully wrong.
Tell me it will be ok? Please?
|ME EVERY DAY NOW *insert sad face*|