Just a few days ago I reflected on the fact that during this holiday, I almost never thought of my students, I almost never went back to the idea of school. It will be the fatigue of teaching at first, I said to myself ......
Yet today, a bomb , I found myself with the mind invaded by "thinking schools": the programming end, the activities to be proposed to return to the tasks assigned to correct, the remaining consonants to be presented to children, the forthcoming meeting with parents, teachers of the college mid-month, plans to start (without economic rewards, of course!) ..... aiutooooooooooooo!
remember what is written in this post ...... fall, after many days of vacation, it is always complicated. But I'll make it again this year, I'm sure;)
Yet, if I have to be honest, there's something I just can not stand, one thing that bothers me just thinking that I brings anxiety, which makes me heart beat every time, even after 14 years of teaching. What is this? I tell you now: exit from school.
sounds silly, but I assure you return the children after school is something creepy!
At 16.30 our brains, and that of my children, boiling and expect there'm not only parents, too easy! We must be careful to employees of the bus to which entrust certain children and be careful not to lose the others who are in a row. Then, once in court, must be careful to moms and dads, grandparents, uncles, brothers of majority, the delegates, the baby-sitter, her colleague who has your same shift, the mother dell'amichetto heart that day invited to his home the child from "withdraw" the anxious mother, always, every single day, has any communication from you (always urgent, too!) , the grandmother who comes and makes you: "Master, oh, where is my nephew, I am sure that her teacher is her, I remember his face, his eyes!" and to which you have to explain, quickly, while those that remained to be returned to you are trying to escape from relatives occurring in the meantime, his grandson attends another class (in the meantime, however, you took a hit because the very thought of you lost a child gives tachycardia). E 'its complicated, I swear! Even more so if it's raining outside and umbrellas from seeing clearly the faces of people who arrived in the yard. And then, not the only class we have to leave school at 16.30?!?! There are about 500 pupils from having to return, not pizza and figs! And that responsibility, then.
Yet there who now can live peacefully, with a smile ....... blessed her !!!:)))
(specifying that is not my intention to advertise the car in question:)
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