Ideally.

Written on Tuesday 7th February 2012.

Last Tuesday, I had to look after a boy from somewhere in the UK.  He was in one of my schools for a week, and all of a sudden loads of people came into the staff room where I was with him with a police man?! I thought uhoh! Whats gone on! Anyway, he went and came back after a little while with a lady who wanted to talk French to me, even though she spoke English and I do, anyway, in the end I said im English too! So she was then asking me in English the same questions she asked me in French.  Interesting.. anyway, I still had no idea who this woman was.  She left with Will, and then he came back with another lady, who then wanted to take a picture of me and Will…. I didn’t say no, I just went with it. Anyway, they left and I said to Will, who were they?! They ended up being his teachers who came to stay to make sure the children on exchange were okay! Anyway, I then asked, so where will that picture be going?! He said oh it’ll be put up on the notice board for a while I would have thought, and then he said “ideally I didn’t want you in my picture; I wanted a French teacher, or a class of French children with me!” I thought that was really nice.  I should have said “ideally, I didn’t want you following me in my classes all day.” And then punched him in the visage. Oh well. So at the moment, I’m sat in the staff room In Jules ferry writing this to put onto my blog later on this evening!

 I had 3 teachers for the English lesson today! Not a great turn out! I thought there would be more, as there is usually about… 10-12!  But the snow must have put them off.  It would have put me off. I don’t like snow.  This morning, there wasn’t any heating in half the school. And it just so happened to be the half all my classes were in! It was 10degrees in the classes.  The staffroom is like a sauna compared to them.  One teacher had a good idea to bring his class into the staffroom! But then I had to go into another room after my first lesson, so I decided to go into the library! I sat there quietly and wrote in my book about what had happened in the morning.  Im keeping a book of what I do every day in the school and what happens, so I can look back on what I did, ideally this was for that, but I figured writing it down in a book would be quicker during the day, and easier as I don’t have my laptop with me for 2 schools, but because I have so many big breaks (BIG BREAK!) I bring it in to do some work on my disserta…. I cant even write the word it annoys me that much.  I wish I could write it like I’m writing this.  That would be amazing. But nevermind.  One day it will be finished! And then I can say “ohhh yeahhhh”.  Ideally I would have liked to have finished it before I leave France, but I can’t see that happening. One can dream. This dream has GOT to come true.