With just a few more days before we go back to school I'm busy getting prepared. I'm even trying to get housework jobs done so they're out of the way before we go back. I might try vacuuming the floors seven times and see if that'll mean they won't need doing again until half term.
I'm busy planning lessons of course, desperately trying to make sure those first encounters with my new pupils go spot on. I'm getting notes prepared for my A-Level class. I've been rereading sections of Getting the Buggers to Behave, I've been watching videos on Teachers TV about good classroom management. I so badly want to do a good job. It's becoming something of an obsession, if soemone asked me to name an iconic figure I wouldn't go for John Lennon, Che Guevara or Mahatma Gandhi, I'd name Sue Cowley or John Bayley.
I'm genuinely excited by going back. I had a terrific finale to last year with a fantastic trip to Scotland with a group of year nines, a couple of my pupils bringing some beer into school for me and getting a huge round of applause at Sports Day even though I only came seventh in the staff race.
I can't wait.
