They said yes because they've watched me do it a lot. They tell anyone who will listen that I am their favourite teacher. I don't do anything special at all. I just give my kindness, time and big smiles.
My wonderful wonderful work wife always reminds me that I do make a difference. Even when I think I'm doing nothing in particular. Working full time on the pastoral team now means I rarely get into a classroom properly and I do actually miss that. I used to love the teaching.
I thought my Geography and History lessons were fab! I read back some of the blog posts, wearing my pink glasses, you know, the rose tinted ones, about some of the now grown up childers in my lessons and wallowed with fond nostalgia. Remember Lynford? Newer readers here may have missed this early post. Click it to read it. It should work.
Very Poignant Post
I shall just wait here for you to go read all about Lynford, blow your nose after good cry, and settle back down here.
All OK now?! Ha! I've been practising the art of delayed gratification - which what I teach to the childers ( and parents ) at school and waiting to open my quilt kit for two reasons. The first is that I have a wee craft project on the go for school and the other is that I want to 'live' blog it!
I am also making a triple layer birthday cake for Mr 22 who turns 23 tomorrow. What a time to have a birthday! The cake is a layer of vanilla, chocolate chips and chocolate. I'll be using ganache to decorate. And I will have to hunt the candles out. No presents to open for the first time ever as there is genuinely nothing he wants and he really isn't one for stuff to open he neither needs or wants! So money in a card it is! It makes me feel like a TERRIBLE mother.
Lots of love from
Rachel *bad parent* Radiostar xxx