This time last week I had a curriculum day which I spent at my primary school. I loved it so very muchly. I got to coach, score, time, eat, mark, sort, write, be a receptionists "apprentice" and I loved every second of it :)
I woke up at 7am on a day which I could have slept in. I felt as if I would almost regret making this decision. I didn't. I put on my favourite clothes, white t-shirt, black skinny leg jeans and my grey old lady shop hat. I also put on mum's pinky/red top so I didn't get cold. Then I had dessert for breakfast, my favourite. Then off I went.
I started my day with scoring, timing and doing a tiny bit of coaching for the netball team as it was interschool sports day. Our team won 16 to 18 :)
I then went into the classroom of someone I had never met. A lot of the teachers have left the school since I was there three years ago. The teacher was nice but I have forgotten his name.
Mrs.H came and found me once her team had come back on the buses and I spent some time hanging some Ned Kelly projects around the room. I got to stand on the tables to do so :D
I got to have recess in the staff room which was a bit weird, but nice. I drew Mr A. (the principal) out of the staff raffle that they have each week. He was pretty happy with that, I'd love to say the same for the other teachers.
After recess I marked a couple of math bits and bobs then got to cut out some camp photos. The 5/6's had gone to Beechworth to learn about the gold rush. I remember that camp, there was a bee's nest outside or window and the pie I had from the bakery was delicious. That's just about all I can remember but it was still a nice camp.
The rest of the day involved me making over 200 disco tickets and me sorting out sausage sizzle notes. I also had to take some photos off a display board with a "staple-puller-outer-a". I got hit in the face twice by flying staples.
That night my mother rang up my best friend to see how her mother was, she is an integration aid at the school and wasn't there because she had bronchitis or something of the sort. I ended up talking to my friend Shai for about an hour. It made me all smiley. Thinking about it now makes me all smiley.
Smiley, smiley me :D
5.6.09
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