I arrived at school, where everything was locked up and keys were needed for access. Met a NZ teacher who had completed a teaching year in London and moved to Bradford and Leeds where she needed a swipe card to access the doors between corridors. I do not remember schools being like that when I was at school in the UK! Anyway, it hasn't put her off and she is looking to return to the UK once she has returned and completed one term in NZ to satisfy the registration requirements. After she gets QTS in the UK she can look for a permanent role.
In the meantime, my ESOL classroom was in some disarray... So, I and a couple of friends got stuck into it and the transformation, although not miraculous, is pretty good. There were stacks of books everywhere including under the whiteboard - making access difficult even to use the board.... The books are now organised on to fresh, white, clean shelves in order of beginner, elementary, intermediate, higher intermediate, advanced and business English, with separate sections for grammar, vocabulary and spelling. Sorted!!!!! It only took 3 days.....
Later today, I will receive my teaching timetable to prepare for February.
That's it for now! Off for a nana nap. Recharge those batteries to start teaching day 1!
The Journey! A blog that follows a journey from redundancy into a year of teacher training that led on to a challenging and far from ideal 1st teaching experience but which then subsequently resulted in a move in to the best teaching jobs in the world . . . .
About Roset
- Roset
- No words can explain how deeply people want to connect with each other. How much pain they will suffer trying to be accepted, to be valued and to be loved. The yearning to be wanted is probably the most trauma that some individuals will ever inflict up on themselves. No matter race, colour, creed, sexual orientation, religion, culture, gender, age or any other factor, what everyone wants is to belong, to connect, to be loved. It is so easy to reach out to someone yet, for some it is the most difficult thing to find someone to connect to. Reach out to those you meet in your daily march. You just never know whose life you might touch, what spark, even unknowingly, you may make.
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