After one completed term as an NQT its time to reflect on what I've failed to achieve so far. Highlights since September have been the visit of the demonic OFSTED, a conker being thrown through my classroom window - thankfully not when OFSTED were in - year tens moaning about my teaching, being told to fuck off and wondering if my year sevens really are that silly or if it's just an act.
In true education style I would give myself a 'good' for effort, a 'satisfactory' for relating to my colleagues, an 'inadequate' for getting the kids to shut up and a 'good' for not trying to pull any of the other NQTs.
I can now have a bit of a break from 'sir, he's pulling my hair', 'can I go to the toilet?' 'this doesn't make sense' and the usual rubbish.
2006-12-24 @ 15:19