Life is a frantic flow of work with a little trickle of art at the moment.....That is not always a bad thing as long as there are times when life is a frantic flow of art with a little trickle of work.....And we do have our big five week (Christmas Holiday) approaching......full of promise.
It dawned on me how lucky i am to enjoy my job so much....even as difficult and challenging as it is....with my office sandwiched between the two deputies and across the hall from the head teacher welfare and being the only woman of the four i am often called in to interview some of our more difficult female students and this week has been a real doosey (spelling anyone?).........With one student telling me and the deputy to do sexual acts to ourselves... another calling us racists......another telling us to suck on her "you know what" (go figure)....and last but not least being called a "*******" old B.I.T.C.H.'
The last one really hit home....'old'....'old'... !!!!at 46, I was more than mortified.
Anyway it was still a good week....and i do love my job....To put the above outbursts in perspective this week had some really great moments...... a student who i have been mentoring for a long time actually passed everything required to get her school certificate (18 months ago it didn't look like she would even come close) ..............my unstreamed year 8 English class made it to the hall to do their yearly examination and not one of them got kicked our of the exam (yipee)..............my year 12 students have been wandering in to get their leaving forms signed and to tell me how 'easy' the exam was (which in fact it wasn't....but ...confidance has to be a good thing right????probably not) but lovely just seeing their relieved faces............finally on top of all this i have just heard i 've been given the allocation to teach extension english for the hsc in 2011, (a coveted and somewhat closeted position at our school)...SCARRY ...and lots of work....
but TODAY i am off to the studio today to make some very youthfull looking art.
........just after i do 30 minutes on the exercise bike and apply some makeup!!!
oooo it IS nice to hear you say you enjoy the job - even after the all the abuse (old? old? I remember when I was first called a "*&%$ old &#@&**"..... when still in my thirties.....hmmmmmmm I suppose old is relative (as are all the other choice descriptive words!)
ReplyDeleteme? I've been enjoying NOT being in schools this year...... ahhhh the serenity.... I don't miss the name calling one little bit!
Good to see you back on the blog!
ReplyDeleteOoh, the "old" jibe does hurt, doesn't it? Even now that I am officially "old" I still don't feel it.
But at least I was not the one called a f...psycho bitch by a lad at one school.
Here's to "trickle-exchange" at term's end!
Lucky kids, to have you and all the other teachers who care so much. Now that I'm old no one ever says so but I remember times when I was 21, and 35, when I was told I was old and I didn't appreciate it at all.
ReplyDeletethanks guys...i no longer feel quite so ancient!!
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