Once again it is already Thursday, I have had a roller coaster week work wise, I rarely discuss work, I never intended to use my teaching source material for this blogand rarely do, however various events this week have really pissed me off, but by looking forward I am already putting them behind me.
I was approached by a senior teacher last Friday to tell me I was getting an inspector to evaluate a lesson, she announced that she was sorry to 'ruin my weekend', obviously she didn't know me very well as the last thing I care about are lesson observations. I duly put it to the back of my mind, then Monday came and went, I was side tracked and suddenly it was the day of the inspection, no lesson plan and then my train was cancelled, now I was panicking a little, but I still had an hour (or so I thought) and boy can I type fast when I want too! So just as I hit the second paragraph she arrived with the suit, They had told me the wrong lesson, instead they observed a lesson I co teach and in the end I gave up any pretence of performing and let him do his worst. We still got a 'good' farcical really but what really got my back up was he criticised the girls lack of specialist vocabulary. I was speechless now, gormless
You cannot judge a lesson like this, no other profession gets this treatment why do we?
Or is it, because then I lost it with my year 13's who I have sweated blood for and given on a plate as much as I dare without crossing the line and still they give me a metaphorical finger by failing to complete coursework or attending organised studio visits. I did get an apology this morning from one of them, but sometimes I wish we could go back to letting the little fuckers fail.
Kitty is also preying on my mind having read her most recent report about her Dyslexia, I feel saddened that school work is such a struggle, I help as much as I can but would it kill her bloody art teacher to help her too. I am now faced with redoing an entire project that she gave up on because of his idiot apathy, bloody teachers.
Finally Leyla asked what an idiom was? My perplexed face gave the game away and so I had to research and realised my conversation is peppered with them!! If I had a Pound....