That’s it.

My final day of placement as a trainee teacher is over. A very emotional day with happy tears, sad tears, nervous laughter, full on hysterics, and lots of hugs.

From start to end the children and staff were fantastic offering praise and heart felt sentiments of goodbye and good luck. I received some beautiful gifts from the staff and pupils – I’m all geared up for next year now with aptly named folders reading “year 2 class teacher”. The reality of being a paid teacher creeps closer with every minute. I’m so very fortunate to have been placed at the school I’ve just left. I couldn’t have asked for more from the mentors or the children. Despite the cyber bullying issues, friendship disputes and inability to write full stops and capital letters they really were top kids. A lot of other trainees were counting down the days with glee, looking forward to being ‘rid’ of their class and mentors, but that just wasn’t the case with me.

The class gave me an absolutely gorgeous giant card with a message from each child and they’d written a poem. Each child wrote one line. I’ve put it below not to show off but because I think it shows that the children of today do have something in them which we end to make sure (Mr Gove) we don’t lose amongst the assessments and ‘British morality’ lessons.

This is your special day because Class 12 thinks that:
You are good at teaching us literacy
You are a brilliant teacher and always smiling
You are my favourite trainee teacher and always will be
You are a wonderful teacher and I appreciate what you have done for us
You are great at making us laugh
You are the best trainee teacher ever
You are fab at making learning fun
You will always be remembered…forever (the lesson on connectives worked)
You are amazing and I loved your superb lessons
You are a great teacher and make lessons fun and special
You are a friend and don’t turn your back on anyone
You are funny at teaching and we will miss you
You are the best and funniest trainee teacher ever
When you are happy you make us happy
You are smiley when you teach us and make learning fun
We will miss your smile
You are smiley all the time and make learning fun
You always go the extra mile for us
You are great at teaching swimming
Wee appreciate everything you’ve done
You are a great teacher, we will remember you
You are so kind and always have a smile
You are very good at helping with our friendship problems
You are funny which helps me learn more and understand
You are always happy and bring a smile to our faces
You are the greatest and awesomest teacher ever
You are the greatest trainee teacher and will be missed
Thank you for being awesome!


In 8 hours…

…..I will have completed the school based element of my teacher training.

That’s a very scary thought.

No more Mondays

Today was my final Monday in school; in fact today was my final Monday in a school as a trainee teacher!

Such excitement.

Too much Tuesday!

So Sports Day tomorrow is officially cancelled, which sucks because that means I have to teach Maths.  Aside from this massive blow(!) the day went reasonably well.  Yes none of my maths set understood fractions, but most of my Year 5 class fell for the old ‘read everything on the sheet before following the instructions – haha you were only meant to do question 1’ thing so that was very satisfying!

I have my final (touch wood) tutor visit tomorrow; if that goes well then the rest of my teacher training can go unobserved and uninterrupted!  

Easing in….

Easing in....

This half term has started off quite nicely with an inset day. Dedicated to ‘Report writing’ this was a non compulsory day in school; as myself and my partner have no reports to write, we didn’t necessarily have to join the (very few) staff who’d made it in, however we spent two merry hours between 10 and 1 photocopying and setting up the classroom for tomorrow morning.

I only have 9 days left in school now as a trainee teacher (unless all goes bottom up in the next couple of weeks, touch wood it doesn’t); I won’t say time’s flown, I’ve felt the past 9 months like a frying pan to the face but it is odd that the end is so near….


So caught up in internet-induced angst yesterday that I forgot to post a celebratory “Yay it’s half term” post. So here it is:-


9 year olds, the Internet, and how much they access….

I genuinely didn’t realise quite how far the use of technology had spread through my year five class. I was quite close to crying by the end. First of all I asked them what a friend was; they came up with a few good things like someone who listens, someone who doesn’t walk away when others do, someone who accepts you for being weird, someone who listens – it was all very lovely but felt quite false.

Next I asked what bullying was and clearly the anti bullying week last term had worked as they could talk all about physical and verbal abuse, repetitive name calling, ignoring people, blah, blah, blah.

When I asked what cyber bullying was they suggested things like abusive emails, messages, texts, tweets, blog posts, prank calling etc. I was kind of horrified at what they already knew. Then I showed them a list I’d found on the Internet all about cyber bullying and the many forms it takes. Their faces turned from mild interest to mild horror; the list was long and their faces showed that they didn’t know all about it, there are dangers out there that they didn’t know about.

Then I got them all to shut their eyes. I told them that it was just so they felt comfortable answering my questions, they didn’t have to take part but they had to shut their eyes. I asked them:-
1. who has access to a mobile phone? The whole class put their hand up.
2. who has their own mobile phone? All the hands stayed up (bear in mind this is 31 nine year olds).
3. who has a contract phone which they can access the internet on? About 20 hands stayed up; I felt sick at this point. The children are NINE, a contract phone at that age is so unnecessary!
4. who has a pay as you go phone? 10 hands up
5. who has a Facebook profile? 18 hands – 18, almost two thirds of the class are on Facebook. You shouldn’t have Facebook under the age of 13. The children have had to lie openly about their age to be allowed to create a profile. Their parents even know that they have Facebook which means their parents have condoned lying and put them in a vulnerable position. Later one girl said that her mum knows she has Facebook but she’s only allowed to be friends with her family and cousins. All well and good but what can she see in the profiles of her cousins and family? Once you have an account in Facebook that’s it, you can access a Lot.
6. who has a personal profile online, Facebook or other? 23 hands.
7. who has a photo on their profile of either themselves or of them with a friend? 15 hands stayed up.
8. Who has received a bullying, hurtful or abusive message online? 22 hands.

Then I showed them the video (see last post). The looks on their faces was of pure horror. And I’m glad. These children are exposed to so much, so much – they mentioned things like texting, watsapp, snapchat (i mean come on), they talked about vines…..the list was endless. Now I’m not a parent, and I stressed to the children that the responsibility of how they operate online and whether they have a phone or not is none of my business, it’s up to their parents, but I really wonder if their parents know quite what they’re accessing? So I told the kids about privacy settings, the report abuse button and they knew nothing about this. Their profiles, with their photos, names, details, are public somewhere on the Internet.

I told them that :-
– bullying in school is unacceptable and we will deal with it using the anti bullying policy.
– bullying outside of school is unacceptable and they should tell an adult who will deal with it.
– cyber bullying is unacceptable and the police will deal with it and they will give criminal records to children their age if they see that they have been talking part in cyber bullying. That was the tipping point – the group of girls who’ve been causing us so much bother, half of them looked like they might be sick, one girl almost started to cry. They finally realised the serous nature of the way they’ve been treating each other. Hopefully they’ll stop now….but I’m no miracle worker and I doubt it’ll make an ounce of difference.

But you know, despite all of that, despite all of the hands up, the openness of the children, the horror on their faces, the bit that really got me was when the children started saying things like “yeah people kill themselves over stuff like that”, “I saw online about a girl, a boy, a child, who killed themselves because of stuff online”.

Every single child in that room room knew what self harm and suicide is. They are nine years old.

I asked them one final question: how do you know about self harm and suicide?

We saw it online.

Tomorrow’s another day…

Tomorrow I’m going to talk to Year Five about cyber bullying and internet safety. The video here is one of the ones I’m going to show them. It’s a pretty powerful video and I really, really, really hope the kids get the message…


So on Friday morning I’m doing a talk on cyber-bullying to the Year 5’s.  Essentially it runs along the lines of:-

  • Bullying in school is wrong – teachers will deal with it by following the anti-bullying policy in school.
  • Bullying outside of school is wrong – parents, carers and other adults will help sort it out.
  • Cyber-bullying is wrong – the police will get involved.

The aim is to scare the living ba-jeebus out of the Y5 girls to stop them sending each other bullying text messages, whilst simultaneously telling the whole class that they are wrong to be on Facebook (it’s illegal under the age of 13).  Ultimately there is nothing else we can do in school, phones and the internet are the perogative of parents, not teachers, but we can at least try scare tactics!

Only Tuesday.

Goodness me is it not half way through the week yet?

The pain began today for our year fives in the form of the first of their mock SATs papers. Part of me felt bad for setting the reading paper but the other half of me was revelling in the hour of silence! They’ve got two papers tomorrow morning which I’m expecting is going to be very painful, I’m just hoping nobody cries…

Ho-hum, half term is approaching!