Thursday, March 19, 2015

Youth is wasted on the young!

Today was Confirmation Day. I no longer teach 6th class but I was helping out with the choir. Seeing as I was going to be in the public eye, I made a bigger effort going to school this morning. Hair was straightened, make-up applied properly and coordinating clothes were worn. I didn't realise how different I looked until I opened the door of my classroom. My class looked, let a little gasp of surprise and then a little voice came from the back of the room
" Miss, you look so........YOUNG!"

Mmm, just let me think about that for a minute!

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Circle of Life

Mam has returned home after a stay in a nursing home where she was recuperating after a fall. We are taking it in turns to stay with her overnight.
Last night it was my turn. It was quite strange to be sleeping in my old bedroom after twenty five years. Mam was sleeping in her room downstairs.
We had retired for the night. But before I could nod off to sleep I had to check that she was alright. I decided that I would sneak down the stairs and peep in her open door to see that she was safe in her bed.

It was amazing that after a quarter of a century I still knew which creaky stairs to step over and where to avoid on the wooden floorboards of the hallway.
I guess all those countless late nights/early mornings when I used to sneak IN trying not to wake her up came in handy at last.
How roles in life are reversed.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

A rose by any other name........

Lent is one of my favourite times of the year. I love the whole idea of stopping, taking stock of your life and seeing what needs to be improved. I even think the whole idea of making a sacrifice, as in, giving up something you really like for 40 days, is good for the soul.
As usual this year, I'm trying to stay off chocolate.
Okay, so I hope it will be good for the body too!
One of my danger times is in the evening, when I'm sitting watching TV. So in order to overcome this temptation I've decided to do something more constructive at that time, rather than just aimlessly watch some crap programme.
I decided to make the jigsaw that I got as a novelty present at Christmas. I figured that it would keep my hands busy and out of the sweet packets. Also, keeping my mind stimulated would prevent me from thinking about chocolate.
I finished my jigsaw but I can't understand why I'm still obsessing about chocolates.......


Sunday, March 1, 2015

What do you mean?



Sometimes the best answers that my pupils give are the wrong ones. The thought process behind them is often pure genius.

Last week we were doing vocabulary work. My class of nine year olds were to try to work out the meaning of a word from either its context or by breaking it up into syllables and seeing if you know the meaning of any of the root words in it.

I've been at this craic long enough to know that no matter how off the wall an answer seems, if you examine it closely you can see the child's logic.

At first this one puzzled me, until I broke the word up.
Distinctive: A very bad smell that won't go away.

I think he deserved an A+ for that!