Man, keeping a blog is hard when you have to work full-time...didn't know how good I had it! Actually, I did, I savoured my last weeks of leisure before my teaching contract, I knew that I wouldn't be getting much sleep for the term. And I'm not.
I have (almost) completed my first week of term 3. Monday was a student free day, and tomorrow (Friday) we're going on an excursion, so it's not been a bad first week. I am still doing my planning for the term, so that has taken up a lot of my time, and it still is. I have to plan for maths, english, science and history, and since I have a composite class, I have to write a plan for both grades, hence doubling my workload. Being a rookie at this whole 'planning' thing does not help my cause either, but I'm getting there. The principal told us today that he wants as much detail as possible on our assessments for the term in the next week or two. I have scheduled assessments, but I have no idea what I'm going to do for them. Ok, I'll stop carrying on. I should just be thankful that I have full-time work, albeit temporary.
You may remember from earlier posts, that I have a mouse friend/s that like to hang out in my room while I'm not here. Well, I mentioned it to the admin at school before the end of last term, and I was informed that it would be dealt with while I was away. It wasn't. Yesterday I was handed a mouse trap, and today I was handed a teeny container or peanut butter for said mouse trap. This is just what I didn't want to happen. I wanted to come back from holidays, in the delusion that the mouse/mice had moved on, and were now living in a big field somewhere, with plenty of food and friends to play with. I didn't want to have a trap set, and for it to go off while I'm in the room. It's too traumatic for me. This particular trap is called a 'revolver' for crying out loud! How dreadful does that sound??
Maybe a door shuts gently behind the mouse when it walks in there? Then I would be able to take it and release it somewhere nice. Somehow, I don't think this is the case. It makes a really loud 'snap' sound when it goes off, which is sure to wake me up if it goes off during the night...and if I so much as hear a little mouse scream, I think I'll cry! :(
I think I need to move on.
I think I need to move on.
This morning, as I was pouring my cereal, one of the other teachers that lives here came walking into the kitchen. Not an odd scenario, but usually she doesn't stay at the accommodation on Wednesday nights, so in my mind, when the other teacher left for work this morning, I figured I was in the place alone. So, when she walked down the hall, and I saw her in my peripheral, I jumped and said "Man! You scared the life outta me!". She didn't though. As soon as I said it, I thought 'that's a really odd expression'. If she had 'scared the life outta me', that would mean I would be slumped on the ground, and really, I probably wouldn't have said anything, because if the life has 'gone outta you', past tense, I presume it doesn't hang around for a few seconds so you can get out a final sentence. Know what I mean? I guess expressions like that don't really mean anything though. They're just that. Expressions. So I shouldn't over think them :)
I should leave my computer for a while, and look at something other than the venetian blinds in my room :)
I hope you are all having a spectacular week!
I should leave my computer for a while, and look at something other than the venetian blinds in my room :)
I hope you are all having a spectacular week!
Peace out! (I never say that in real life, but in a blog, I can pretend to be able to pull a farewell such as this off) :P
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