I felt rather sorry for the girls at my current placement school today. Seeing as it is now officially 'summer' they are being forced to wear their summer dresses. They're awful dotty creations (the dresses not the pupils, though it's a close run thing sometimes)Frankly, they look ridiculous - it makes me wonder what they did to deserve such a fate. Whilst driving home this afternoon I had spots in front of my eyes.

I try my best to be a serious teacher who the pupils respect and work hard for, but they make it so hard sometimes:

Pupil 1: Sir, why do you want to be a maths teacher?
Me: Because I want to share my enthusiasm for maths. (half ironically)
Pupil 1: But it's so boring!
Me: I can't be doing a very good job then!
Pupil 2 (speaking well within earshot but talking to someone else - slightly aggressively): No you're not!

My reaction was initially of shock at the bare faced cheek until I realised what had happened - though this didn't match the pupil's look of horror and confusion at the whole situation.

How on earth am I supposed to keep a straight face in scenarios like that?