“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life, it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.” — Mitsugi Saotome
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
like father, like son
this one's a dressup affair -
he's going as ozzy.
talk about a crazy train X
Friday, June 25, 2010
remember sneakily passing notes in class? well, imho, fb wall chat is the new notes passage. anyway, i'm stuffing froiday night's chat in here.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
i saw you dancing, throwing your arms toward the sky. fingers opening like flares, stars were shooting everywhere.
"oooh, mum! are we marking again?!!"
my kids at skool have been so wonderful about me trying out all my
Monday, June 21, 2010
the hills are alive with the sound of music
in the last few weeks there've been 230 skools competing for 20 places in the BIG SING national finale - and my Beautiful Smart Talented Daughter's choir GOT A PLACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! which is pretty fabulous for a teeny skool from The Sunny Bay X
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
what's it all about, alfie? or maybe just count the number of times i've written the word 'test'.
at staff meeting today we were given 'self-review buddies' which is teacher-speak for 'someone's gonna observe ya trying to control a classroom bun-fight and tick/cross boxes in red pen.' the kids get tested, the teachers get tested. if it moves, measure it. i did last year's art assignment on anti-that. what a fraud.
but because i'm teaching part time, on days where there's eleven teachers out, Sir asks me to do the odd relief lesson. yeparoonie, i get to spy on how other teachers do it. is everyone else as freaked about the conveyor belt as i am? how do they handle it when some kiddos fail? do their perfectionist tendencies let them sleep at night? or maybe they've just put the jedi mind whammy on it? anyway, yesterday i had a class of seventeen year olds... who did a test.
today's spy mission was last period upstairs in the gym with a bunch of sixteen year old geography students.
kiddo: oh, hello miss, are you our teacher today?
me: no, i'm your very expensive babysitter. i get paid danger money, you know. so who's here? i'll just call the roll...
another kiddo: miss, do you like relieving? cos there's no homework aye.
me: (ah yes, here we go, the stall technique) well, *grin* there's pros and cons. i love the no homework. but sometimes i have a science class who give me grief and i have to channel my inner-hitler.
another kiddo: so are you teaching us tomorrow?
and on it goes, in the hope that they'll escape doing any work. they talk to me about other teachers, the winner winner chicken dinner that they cooked with olly-the-chef yesterday, past and hoped-for geography field trips, and i vibe them to finish their work for today so that they'll be homework-free. we chat about life and how one student wishes she'd continued learning french. they give me some boot-lovings and then three kids leap up at the window and wave frantically to a drama student who is dressed as a cow and for a moment i let them, but then i do the twirly-whirly manoeuvre between them and the window and invite them to finish their work.
but i see no need for the hitler-act cos i have no hidden agenda of a test next week and there's only fourteen kids so the hour turns out rather relaxed and dancy, and i don't even get my red pen out.
Monday, June 14, 2010
happy twenty fifth to me
feeling incredibly spesh!!! i wore my birthday boots to skool, and i had two birthday songs from sixty beautiful kiddos. sir and i esCAPEd for lunch and we have all just finished an amaaaazing hurry curry birthday dinner and brandy snaps with berries, and bubbles, and jazz music, and a call from the beloved dannyboy, and speeches. i ♥ birthday speeches.
Friday, June 11, 2010
did my first evah zumba class last night. uh yeah, i'm only half a year behind the rest of the world.
anyway, it was insanely hysterical: a room full of white sheilas, trying to shake da booty like da black chicks. talk about lol. also, i couldn't be sure, but i think the instructor had a teenage mutant ninja turtle tattooed on her arm.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
head over heels
they pass the sniff and lick test.
i'll finally be mistaken
for rene russo.
Sunday, June 06, 2010
rainy weekend + kids = scary fairy monstars
addicted to making these critters!!
Saturday, June 05, 2010
skool of rock
Friday, June 04, 2010
could you please just post out my boots already. that is not a question.
it was ten days 'til the wedding and buttercup neeeeeeeded the boots.
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
it's raining and raining here. edward the vampire is on the telly and corn chowder is nearly on the stove. it's five o'clock but i am resisting opening a bottle. instead i am about to mark tests and write a little bit more on these reports. boy oh boy, the unskooling days seem so far away... X