Today I took my Politics class on excursion. A few things happened that I am proud of; a few things happened of which I am not proud. (N.B the hedging of the bets here, grammar-wise. I know that consistency should rule, but having a punt is also a good way to learn. I'll wait for the backlash. If there is none, I'll assume I'm perfect)
Not proud: getting out of a $164 fare evasion fine in front of my class by playing up the doe-eyed dumb young woman stereotype. The crime of failing to validate my ticket as my students yelled "the train's coming Miss, don't worry about a ticket!", was also made worse by me emphatically stating, "It's okay, I'm a teacher" to our co-passengers who held been held up by my students forcing the doors open for me. Another hilarious Simpsons reference lost on the hoi polloi.
Although, thankfully, I managed to avoid this, which would have been somewhat more embarrassing. It seemed that my particular ticket inspectors also had a bit more heart than I have previously seen of some of their colleagues.
Proud: showing off my Internship research thesis at the Parliament House Library. It was probably the first time the book had been opened since it was bound and shelved in 2003, but the kids were (mildly) impressed, and humored me very kindly.
I am pleased to report that during Question Time today John Brumby also assured the chamber (and the enthralled public gallery) that we have funding for more 'train sets' to help improve our city's PT.
So, no more of this:
And a lot more of this:
Toot toot!
Apparently 'train sets' is the correct term for the purchase of real trains, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to amuse myself with this image. Apologies Mr Brumby.
I have also accepted a student teacher, who accompanied us on our city jaunt. She is level-headed and eager, and is taking my senior English lessons from tomorrow. I'm a bit nervous for her. I'm also feeling some kind of trepidation/anxiety type feeling that stems from my control-freak tendencies. Handing over carefully crafted extras lessons to a substitute is bad enough; giving my whole class, with two SACs and homework tasks, over to someone else will be very difficult. Wish me, I mean, HER, luck.
2 comments:
Thanks for the link to my steam engine picture (it's not me driving by the way)! Who wouldn't want *that* train set in their back yard?
A really cool pic David, thank you so much for shooting it (and not being mad with me for pinching it for my blog!).
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