The joys of teaching - part 2

On the Wednesday before half term the school I'm on placement at found out that it was going to be Ofsteded the two days after half term - queue major panic from most (if not all) the teachers there. We (the students from college) were meant to be teaching those two days, but now we're not. The year 1 class I'm in had swapped what we're doing in numeracy, so we're doing the opposite from the other two year 1 classes, so we can have enough resources, but now we've got to change it back again so we are doing the same when the inspectors come in. This now means that the girl I've been paried with and I do not know yet which of the lessons we will be teaching, and therefore, which lessons we have to plan for. Our teacher keeps saying sorry, but it's hardly her fault. At least we will have a change of seeing how an inspection works from a teacher's perspective.

Apart from that things seem to be going well, and I'm still enjoying it. This morning I am actually very hyperactive for some bizzare reason - have 2 hours of PE later!

The joys of teaching - part 1

At the moment I am on school placement, in a school about 10 mins away, which is fantastic.
On Monday afternoon I was cooking with a group of children. The activity was a disaster! The "dough" mixture - which it should have been, turned out as a cake mixture. Eventually I managed to get it looking slightly dough-like, which enabled us to carry out the rest of the activity.
Unfortunately - my clean black trousers were not so clean or black by the time I had finished. They were more sort of grey, and very dirty!
I have a feeling that this will not be the last time that I end up with mess all over my clothes.
I have now got to plan a week of Literacy and Numeracy Lessons.

Moving on

Well, in a few short days I will be one year older. Not only does this mean lots of pressies (hopefully), and having to say that I'm another year older, but it will also mean the end of one of the crappiest years of my life, for a whole heap of reasons, which I am not going to go into now. I am determined that the next year will not be as crap as the last one.
Ok, there have been a lot of great things that have happened this year, like working at the school, helping at all the kids clubs, and making some fantastic friends - and you know who you are.
However, the word that sums up the general mood of the last year is: crap.
Just recently though, my life has taken a turn for the better. I am now training to be a teacher, something I've wanted to do for ages, and this has given me the direction and focus that was lacking in my life for the last few months that I was in Plymouth. Also, as I much as I loved my time in Plymouth and was really missing it when I first moved back to my parents, I have now put that behind me and am focusing on the future and where God wants me to go once I become a qualified teacher. I could go anywhere in the country - and now I am really excited by that prospect, which I wasn't before.
This does not mean that I want Plymouth out of my life, or the friends I made in Plymouth out of my life, it just means that I am not missing it as much, and that I have accepted that I am not there anymore, and the crappiness that happened in Plymouth is definitely behind me.
So roll on the next year of my year, and here's to hoping that it wont be as crap as the last year.