It's been a crazy few weeks. I feel like I've been a life time at the school, when in reality it's been three weeks, and it will be my fourth one coming up.
Do I still like teaching? Yes, there are moments I have so much fun.
Year 7A is the best class ever. The kids in that class are so funny.
Year 8 has slowly improved somehow. I'm not sure how. I feel like they just decided to be good for the last two classes. I'm really confused by that to be honest. It's like they just decided one day for no real reason.
Year 10 has seen me cry so many times, I feel very weird about it. One of the Italian boys likes to wander around the school and I can't work out how to make him stop
Year 11 has slowly dwindled, and I'm going to have to start handing out truancy cards. Sigh.
Doing casual classes has been good and bad. Some of them are amazing, some of them are terrible.
