In 8 hours…

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

That’s a very scary thought.

Prime-time

There are 5 days left of this term for myself and my fellow PGCE students.  I am so tired, it really can’t come any sooner.  However, this week is going to be immense, for a number of reasons.  The list thing worked well in my last post, so let’s try it again:-

  1. Monday morning is the Y3/4 dress rehearsal of ‘Stable Manners’ which the rest of the school watches.  So that’s a stressful 9-10.45 slot.
  2. Mid-morning Monday is my maths lesson; that’s right, I’ve been given the prime-time teaching spot of post-dress-rehearsal and pre-lunchtime run about.  I’m just going to get them to design Santa’s Grotto….it’s loosely going to be related to area.  I’m simply being realistic.
  3. Monday afternoon is PPA time.
  4. Tuesday morning is PPA time in which the Y3/4 phase plan next term’s teaching.  So that’s Tuesday morning filled.
  5. Tuesday afternoon is the Y5/6 dress rehearsal which the rest of the school watches. As long as I don’t have any more hysterical children sat at my feet (see the previous post), this should go well.
  6. Wednesday afternoon at 2.30 and 4 is the Y3/4 performance of ‘Stable Manners’.  So that’s pretty much the whole day gone.
  7. Thursday morning is the R/Y1/2 dress rehearsal…..which the whole school watches.  I’m foreseeing a rather hilarious morning.
  8. Friday morning we’re teaching Science safety.  Basically they need to draw posters and try not to fall off their chairs.
  9. Friday mid-morning we’re designing Christmas crown with our Y1 ‘Buddy Class’.  N’awwwwwww (as long as nobody staples their fingers together).
  10. Friday afternoon is taken up with Christmas lunch.
  11. Then I crash and burn.
  12. OH and I made this Cinnabon Cake which will be waiting for me after school.  HOORAY!  Click here for the recipe!IMG_4636

Bring.

It.

On.

When it rains…..

…and you’re on your way to the first School Placement of your teacher training career, deal with it.

We went to a local school this afternoon which specialises in ICT – and when I say ‘specialises in ICT’, I mean it has over 80 laptops and 16 iPads for the children, and one laptop and one iPad for each member of staff; I mean that in 6 years the school has invested mega bucks in transforming and moving the 6 laptops and 7 rusty old computers into tools which can be applied to every lesson.  It was incredible, a huge jump from most primary schools I’ve seen where one ICT/Computing suite is considered a luxury!  

However, as with anything there are prizes and pitfalls to being so technologically advanced.  The use and confidence of the children in relation to ICT depends upon their background and what they have access to at home; technology inevitably will go wrong, and one teacher very calmly but with a notable tone of wisdom to her voice suggested that you “always have a backup plan”.  As the head-teacher stressed, finance is a big issue, as is the issue of how technologically confident and capable your staff are!  Similarly, you have to think about the area that each school wishes to, or indeed can, focus their attention on.  Some schools pride themselves on being Sporting Centres, because they have the space to do so, others focus on the performing arts because, similarly, they have the space in which to do so.

It was a truly fantastic school, one which I would love to be placed in, not only because of the friendliness of the staff, but also because it’s right next to the University – is it acceptable to be so lazy so early on?

The ‘nit’-ty gritty

It’s taken three days for this ugly Primary School issue to raise it’s head – that’s right, the Nit’s have arrived!  One rather brazen mother came in this morning to tell me that she’d treated her daughter’s hair but she can still see lots of eggs in it; she was followed by said daughter, hair flowing freely in gorgeous golden locks down her back….  I very quickly tied my hair up and, as soon as breaktime arrived, texted Mum to get the Tea-Tree Conditioner out!  I will not get nits!

Apart from these uninvited friends adding to the class’s already high body count, today went very well.  Listening skills were improved upon (hurrah), and we managed to get more than 3 sums covered in maths (it really is the small things in life!).  We did hand out a couple of Red Cards; this is the school’s behaviour policy which means, if a child gets a Red Card, they get a note in their diary and the teacher has a quick chat with the collecting adult at the end of the day.  The Red Card is then kept on file.  Ultimately, Red Cards are bad!

I made it to 3pm fine, and then the headteacher approached me – I don’t know what it is about headteachers but they still have the power to terrify me, even today!  Year 2 was having a ‘Meet the Teacher’ afternoon, so both Y2 and Y1 teachers were occupied.  “You can read a story to Y1 and Y2 can’t you?” said the Headteacher.  “Of course!”  I was happy to, I’m no stranger to the children’s story book.  I sat in Y1 as the children piled in.  Finally all 49(!) were settled; so was the Headteacher.  Hmmm, I didn’t realise she was staying!  I managed to gain order and silence and so I began, very aware of the adult eyes in the room.  10 seconds later however, a medical emergency saved me (thank you Y6 for hurting your leg (I hope it gets better soon)), and the Headteacher left the room.  The story concluded without a hitch and silence prevailed the entire time; a very heart-warming success!  Children clearly can’t sense fear….

Mind you, I think Headteacher’s can….