Before the start of my first lesson of the day the year nine girl I'd had a bit of a 'falling out with' earlier in the week came up and asked if she was going to the isolation facilty.

'That depends. Are you going to be polite today?'
'No'

So out she goes, picked up by a member of senior staff whose son happens to be in the same class.

During my year ten class one boy is causing a disturbance by persistent chatter, some singing and generally being a bit louder than is really necessary to calculate the mean of a set of data. So out he must go; he is brought back at the end of the lesson by the same senior staff member.

Fast forward to my year seven lesson in the afternoon. I'd planned out a lovely lesson involving multilink cubes, colouring in and building cubes from nets. What could possibly go wrong? Unfortunately I hadn't taken into account that it was Thursday afternoon, that they'd just had PE and that someone would faint outside the room, meaning every single pupil in the class asking me what had happened - as though I'd have the slightest idea. The result was a chaotic lesson where I had to send out one particularly horrible eleven year old (I hope I don't have to teach her when she's in year ten), again with her being picked up by... yep, you got it, the same member of senior staff as before. How embarrassing. To make matters worse he was one of the people who interviewed me, so back in March must have thought it was basically a good idea to employ me, I wonder what he reckons now. Given that I had two frees today this means he ended up coming into my room during 100% of my lessons. He must have been thinking 'Oh no, not you again!'