So! Today is my last official day being employed at my current school. Can I call it current school, seeing as I left in July? At the moment, I feel like I’m in limbo. On GCSE results day, I checked my school email, to see if we had been emailed the grades for English Language… Continue reading End of Summer
I wrote a long blog but the app suddenly shut down and the post disappeared. So I’ve switched to the the MacBook and will be saving it intermittently so that I don’t have to go through the same heartbreak. It won’t be the same because the last one was random and this one is planned,… Continue reading Second attempt
I’m a socialist. I will always be a socialist. I’m not one of those people who complains about helping immigrants…even though my parents were immigrants. That will always bewilder me! No matter how high you have climbed or how high you started, it’s important to help those around you. You get the Arthur Birlings who… Continue reading I’m a socialist!
I don’t really like to open up about really personal things. When there is an issue, I keep it to myself or tell people that are close to me. Today I’m going to break the mould because I think it’s something that should be spoken about. In January 2016 a boy from my Media Studies… Continue reading Why me?
This time next week, the current Year 11 Media cohort will be a thing of the past. This time last week I was feeling the relief of handing in the coursework sample. Although, the week before last, sleep was a foreign concept. With all the nagging and bugging I did, my boys still left everything… Continue reading The end is nigh…
I left my school suitcase at school. Out of principle, I decided not to buy a new one and bought a holdall instead. Huge mistake! It was heavy. When I travel for a few days, I usually drive to the airport and park in the long stay car park. However, due to departing from Luton… Continue reading Easter break
Today is the first day of the Easter holidays. Two weeks of…freedom? The last week at school was very difficult. What I thought was going to be a relaxing boat ride until the end of term, turned into a traumatic marathon. On Tuesday, I received the news that one of my boys had passed. He… Continue reading Final week
