Saturday, September 20, 2008

Bluetooth Headset Jabbar

hell

Hell was not necessarily a negative word. My life is a whirlwind of activity by days. I could count the number of nights when I was home to the largest fingers of my hand.

Each year brings a new challenge. In my case, I will learn this year to work with others in the class, while gaining confidence. I love to work in tandem with other teachers, but others in the school make me rather uncomfortable. I will work this year with two parents and several TES-side alternative. Early this year, where my place is not actually made in several classes, it is not so simple as to be sure of what I do, without really knowing the dynamics of the classroom. Especially since I do not have classes that easy! But I am good! I welcome parents, learn to accept that all is not perfect yet ... No matter what people think now ... I appreciate

already some classes more than others. From experience I know that this may change during the year, but I already feel comfortable with certain groups, it is a good start! In my case, my early years may be longer ... A month of September for a teacher with his classes exceeding twenty days. In my case, because one day a week, my first year stretch a little longer!

The most difficult moment? A class of sixth year in intensive French (5 months) where I am once every two weeks and where I have to assess the social sciences and arts. I'm rather as an alternate, but I have to evaluate. I see these students only 8 times a year. We have a lovely book to fill in the social world ... Well, this is not what is more fun ... Fortunately there are art!

My greatest joy now? Working with young motivated teachers who include me in what they do. It's nice to feel, not simply substitute teacher.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Lord Of The Ring Hentia

The Blues metropolis

I always had the blues on Sunday. Since I'm young, I hurt Sunday. However, I am a person who has always enjoyed school and liked my work. Maybe Is this my side a little more insecure, which makes me worry!

After two weeks of work, I just can not wait to feel "at home" at school. In fact, I should say in my schools. I look forward to that routine moves. This good old routine comforting. For me, the routine is not necessarily synonymous straitjacket. Do not we say that the routine is important for children, or even necessary? We must believe that I have not matured, because I always need!

New schools, new directions, new colleagues, new students (I did not counted, but I must be more than a hundred), new ways, new schedules.

Despite a fairly impressive task, I consider myself lucky to be where I am. The teachers that I "replaced" are sympathetic and understanding. After the partition of contents, I managed to teach science in four groups of the same cycle and ethics and religious culture in three groups of the same cycle. I'm really going to be an expert in the field!

Still I understand why, after five years, 20% of new teachers have left the profession. Who really chose this kind of task? Yes, I gained a lot of experience at different levels, but at what price? Do I not be reached otherwise? In

dodo! Monday is coming soon! I meet a new group, then better be great!

Did I mention that I have the blues on Sunday? :)

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Robot Stories: True Tales Of Retail Hell

Heard in a school near you ...

In a class of third year:

- You know Mr. (insert name of a family to own the Director). What did he do in school?

One student replied:
- He is the president?