Day Ninety Five
I have an fifth form English literature class who I adore and I actually dread them leaving. I have never felt that about a class and think the combination of their personalities and sense of humors is truly inspired. Today I gave them back their mocks and can’t believe in a few months they will have finished a two year course. There was a real sense of camaraderie; we were all on track today, determined to get the best from each other. They are the pupils who made me feel immediately welcome in a new school, they have endless energy, honesty and wit. I only hope I can do them justice.
Tonight I found a wonderful new TV series ‘The Choir- Boys can’t sing’ on BBC2. A teacher tries to start a choir in all boys comprehensive. It actually made me cry, some had voices like angels but bad, bad attitudes. Heart breaking TV. The timer is set for next week’s installment.
I have a class I absolutely love too, first time it’s happened – not one ‘bad’ pupil in the whole class, and I’ve already begged my HOD to let me have them next year again for GCSE (I’ve had them since Yr 8, albeit with a couple of maternity leaves in there). I actually miss them, and am planning a trip into school this week purely because I promised them I would!
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