Entering the room with her hands up.
Mae: You go to jail. (As she pulls my hands behind my back and tries to pull me to her bedroom) 118 more words
Maxi Minx has been feeling particularly troubled recently with classmates continually calling her a weirdo. It’s been going on for a while. She’s carved the hidden side of her bed with “I am a weirdo” and I sometimes find that she’s written it on bits of paper littering her bedroom. 832 more words
Thursday was Day 1 of half-term. If the week continues like this, I’ll have aged a few decades before they go back to school.
It started really well with a playdate early on Thursday morning with one of Mini’s nursery friends and her little sister. 967 more words
I haven’t made a post recently about why I love teaching. Teaching abroad, well teaching in general, is sometimes just plain exhausting. At times you would rather be anywhere else except in front of a class of hyper young kids all competing for your attention. 189 more words