On Monday I had three lessons, two of which I was really looking forward to however two went spectacularly wrong and I had to abandon the lesson. Feeling deflated however every day’s a fresh start. Just 14 days left.
I can’t believe I only have two weeks left on placement now. All the goodbye and thank you gifts have been bought
Tuesday was another tough day. The kids didn’t want to be there and are ready for summer and if I’m honest so am I – I’m tired and I don’t want to take my foot off the gas but I’m finding it hard to dredge up my reserves.
I lost my temper with year 8 and was pleased with how I shouted at them. It’s been a long time coming. I’m disheartened though because tomorrow it won’t matter to them and they’ll be just as bad.
Year 10 was a better lesson because I team taught with John and while the lesson was better and the kids were better behaved it felt like a kick in the teeth because it just shows they can do it and the problem is me. Everyone keeps praising me for doing the right thing but I don’t feel like I am. My confidence has taken a knock. I hope tomorrow is better.
Wednesday was a better day. Just two classes that went well and got lots of planning done so pleased with that.
Thursday was a better day again. P1 year 10 worked really hard and John and I managed them p4. The rest of my classes were good and just one more to do tomorrow.
Friday was good. Just one lesson which went fine and got all my planning done.
Over the weekend my brother was coming again on Friday and we had a few people round to play cards and then at the weekend I just want to crack on with some more work. It all went swimmingly and I got my EOP done plus all my marking on Saturday which left Sunday free for some chilling, proofreading and perhaps some PSHE work.
In other news … look at these Turnips!