Sunday, June 19, 2016
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
A big year.
Hi!
Well, I made it. School holidays FOR THE WIN as they say. Now I remember why I did teaching. I kid, I kid. I just re-read the last post I wrote and BY JOVE it was a bit NEGATIVE.
Despite all the rage I ended up really enjoying my time at the school. It was hard, by God it was hard, but it was totally worth it. Highlights included the Year 12 formal (I know! Hilarious!), the absolutely amazingly awesome other teachers in my staff room, new friends, some fabulous kids. I will miss it. Even the kids who hated me. I feel sorry for them because obviously I am the hippest and funnest teacher evah and they never even realised it. POOR THEM I SAY!
Anyway, I cannot WAIT to start my new job. I will be in charge of the school library and will also have two classes to teach (Year 11 and Year 8 English). It is LITERALLY (and I DON'T MEAN THIS FIGURATIVELY) my dream job. Not that I'm not freaking out about all the work and responsibility and shizz but I am so happy to have something so wonderful.
In interesting developments, we have also decided to pool our meagre financial resources in with my ole Dad's and buy a big house together with a granny flat or some such arrangement for him. A glamorous granny flat. This is also very exciting and I hope I can blog about our journey on the way. Because goodness knows I am ALL ABOUT THE JOURNEY PEOPLE #grateful #journeythingo #somethingsomething
2016 is the year I remember I want to be a writer, the year I start cooking again, the year I start exercise and the year I kick arse Teacher Librarian style. Not that I am one for setting up BIG NEW YEAR EXPECTATIONS OR ANYTHING (see previous posts for low-key New Year sensibleness).
Here's some pictures because BLOG.
Well, I made it. School holidays FOR THE WIN as they say. Now I remember why I did teaching. I kid, I kid. I just re-read the last post I wrote and BY JOVE it was a bit NEGATIVE.
Despite all the rage I ended up really enjoying my time at the school. It was hard, by God it was hard, but it was totally worth it. Highlights included the Year 12 formal (I know! Hilarious!), the absolutely amazingly awesome other teachers in my staff room, new friends, some fabulous kids. I will miss it. Even the kids who hated me. I feel sorry for them because obviously I am the hippest and funnest teacher evah and they never even realised it. POOR THEM I SAY!
Anyway, I cannot WAIT to start my new job. I will be in charge of the school library and will also have two classes to teach (Year 11 and Year 8 English). It is LITERALLY (and I DON'T MEAN THIS FIGURATIVELY) my dream job. Not that I'm not freaking out about all the work and responsibility and shizz but I am so happy to have something so wonderful.
In interesting developments, we have also decided to pool our meagre financial resources in with my ole Dad's and buy a big house together with a granny flat or some such arrangement for him. A glamorous granny flat. This is also very exciting and I hope I can blog about our journey on the way. Because goodness knows I am ALL ABOUT THE JOURNEY PEOPLE #grateful #journeythingo #somethingsomething
2016 is the year I remember I want to be a writer, the year I start cooking again, the year I start exercise and the year I kick arse Teacher Librarian style. Not that I am one for setting up BIG NEW YEAR EXPECTATIONS OR ANYTHING (see previous posts for low-key New Year sensibleness).
Here's some pictures because BLOG.
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| Playing croquet because GENTEEL and CIVILISED |
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| The beach, which I have taken to enjoying now that I have bought really expensive togs. That's all it takes peeps. |
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| The tree.It's a new one. Suits the high ceilings. Don't look at the washing. I said DON'T LOOK AT IT GODD! |
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Teaching. If you can call it that.
Hello there. I like to update my blog once a quarter whether I need to or not.
How is everything, I hear you ask? Well, look, good and bad. Swings and roundabouts. Ups and downs, as they say.
Did I mention I'd finished my delightful temporary gig as librarian at a charming all-girls school? No? Well, I finished it, which was sad. So I started a new temporary gig as an English teacher at a large outer-suburban state high school.
Why did I decide to do teaching again? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Because basically I can't remember right now.
The bad classes like me again now, but the good class (and I use that term RATHER LOOSELY) have decided they hate me.
This is testing my previously staunch dedication to state education. WHERE ARE PEOPLE'S MANNERS????? WHERE???
In what can only be described as an UP that is keeping me moving, I found out I got a position as a Teacher Librarian at a small Catholic girls high school. Full time. Permanent. I know. MUCH EXCITE! SO LIBRARY! VERY BOOK! ALL GIRLS SCHOOL!
Downside; doesn't start til 2016. So on I persist, dragging the reluctant teenage dirtbags through their final assessment items while their previous beloved teacher goes on maternity leave. SO EASY RIGHT!? NO PROBLEMS HERE! PIECE OF CAKE!
OMG. Say what you will about private schools, behaviour management is not even a thing there. I know. I hate myself too.
I can only hope they change my email code from sxmcc10. Yes that's right. Sex Mac. That's the email address I have to give out to the kids. Needless to say I have avoided it so far and placed a request that some NERDISH type in the IT help centre change it POST HASTE. This is happening VERY SLOWLY. Like everything seems to at the educational government department I am referring to.
I say bring back the cane*
*just kidding. The cane's too soft for the little bastards.**
**IT'S OK I AM NOT REALLY ALL FOR THE CANE.
And every day I wake up I try AGAIN to be kind and understanding yet firm and GOD ALMIGHTY sometimes it goes dreadfully wrong.
Tell me it will be ok? Please?
How is everything, I hear you ask? Well, look, good and bad. Swings and roundabouts. Ups and downs, as they say.
Did I mention I'd finished my delightful temporary gig as librarian at a charming all-girls school? No? Well, I finished it, which was sad. So I started a new temporary gig as an English teacher at a large outer-suburban state high school.
Why did I decide to do teaching again? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Because basically I can't remember right now.
The bad classes like me again now, but the good class (and I use that term RATHER LOOSELY) have decided they hate me.
This is testing my previously staunch dedication to state education. WHERE ARE PEOPLE'S MANNERS????? WHERE???
In what can only be described as an UP that is keeping me moving, I found out I got a position as a Teacher Librarian at a small Catholic girls high school. Full time. Permanent. I know. MUCH EXCITE! SO LIBRARY! VERY BOOK! ALL GIRLS SCHOOL!
Downside; doesn't start til 2016. So on I persist, dragging the reluctant teenage dirtbags through their final assessment items while their previous beloved teacher goes on maternity leave. SO EASY RIGHT!? NO PROBLEMS HERE! PIECE OF CAKE!
OMG. Say what you will about private schools, behaviour management is not even a thing there. I know. I hate myself too.
I can only hope they change my email code from sxmcc10. Yes that's right. Sex Mac. That's the email address I have to give out to the kids. Needless to say I have avoided it so far and placed a request that some NERDISH type in the IT help centre change it POST HASTE. This is happening VERY SLOWLY. Like everything seems to at the educational government department I am referring to.
I say bring back the cane*
*just kidding. The cane's too soft for the little bastards.**
**IT'S OK I AM NOT REALLY ALL FOR THE CANE.
And every day I wake up I try AGAIN to be kind and understanding yet firm and GOD ALMIGHTY sometimes it goes dreadfully wrong.
Tell me it will be ok? Please?
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| ME EVERY DAY NOW *insert sad face* |
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